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chasing the shadow

i"ve been chasing it for sometime
like a sniper waiting  to snipe
slowly and patiently
and just as i about to catch him he
runs away far from my grasp
and then i laugh
like a madman
flaring my hand
up in the air cause i know what happens next
i loose the person i right in my index
finger like the person i count the first
and she is leading me like a bright beacon
like i'm her lost son
and all i can do is reach out for her
reach out for her red curls
she is looking at me with those eyes
the ones that despises
my sad face
but all i can do is chase
her cause i'm forever falling behind...
#batman (m always chasing her shadow)
-yakaa: jujaan
(though she is leading me to the bright path... i'm afraid that i'll be left behind... just like #pinch_of_hope left me behind... just like #promise left me behind. i'll always be afraid of that,)






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Promise didnt left u behind
yakaa: jujaa said…
okz. but i can't help but feel it. miss ya ya baka.

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