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The Shadow

By dramaqueen88

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Who am I? You know who I am. I am the pal of the devil. I do most of his dirty work. Killing people with my black shadow of death is very easy. I'm like a Burmese tiger trap. Everything is fine and peaceful, Until one wrong step and you fall into, A bottomless pit of dispair, From which there is no return. You crawl up the sides of the hole, and just when your fingers grace the soil back on earth, I will snatch from under your feet the rocks that support you, And you'll slide back down, Clawing and scraping, To the firey pit below, Back to burn in the hell you created, With the flick of a lighter and a puff of smoke. Who am I? Here, have a smoke, And I'll tell you all about me. ~This poem is dedicated to Elijah Wood and all smokers out there.  Kick the habit, baby!  Your friends and family can help.~ Written March 29th, 2002 © on Mar 29 2002 07:22 AM PST   0 • 9

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