Shadow Master

i am always your other,
without even a thought.
To dance with your shadow,
is to die and not rot.

My open eyes,
will always be broken.
Into your arms,
another has spoken.

It only makes sense,
to your broken mirror.
Nothing is enough,
to make me feel dearer.

The journey is long,
and full of disaster.
You need to serve well,
before becoming the master.

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