You will never detach from your shadow,
for it is you.
The half you choose to keep hidden lest you
be scorned for speaking your truth, or perhaps
step on a toe or two.
Your shadow is the uglier side of you.
In a world of fake perfectionism, your shadow is
a ghoul.
Your shadow watches you follow the herd,
thinking how absurd you look.
And then it shakes its head and walks away.
You ignore your shadow at your peril.
It will rear its ugly head when you least expect it.
Then all hell will break loose.
As revenge for the years, you denied its presence,
when all along, it was part of you.
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