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Curse you, little Shadow, curse you good.
Why must you hide yourself from me,
Concealing all the secrets that I wish I understood
Out of my vision, hidden as can be.

Perhaps this is your identity, that's what I've been told
I can clearly see now how all your dice do tumble.
This man informed me truly, for he's very old
Now I know how to make order from your jumble.

This young man says he's watched you closely
Claiming that from looking he can tell me what you do.
He says it's really nothing much that makes you ghostly,
But it's false! He doesn't know you through and through.

And I still know the truth
Even though I'm not a sleuth.
Wrote this one in biology class, heh.
Biology is soo boring.
Aeroil-Taelroca Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2006   Photographer
Its very close to being a Shakespearian Sonnet, the rhyme sceme is a bit off though. I just like the format, it has a kind of sing-song quality that I like, I always sing my sonnets to myself as I write.
Spook327 Featured By Owner Apr 24, 2006
There's a number of metaphors I could draw from this peice, mostly about self-identity and how others percieve you, but I'm no expert on this sort of thing. Even so, I like this one.

Now, I'm going to ask a question that'll make me sound like an idiot : I noticed that this poem and "Carver" have similar layouts... Is there a particular name for that, or is it just something you do?
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