(...there are shadows in...) Her voice. distracting me; (...one place I lived before...) I feel my words fade; hide again as if in doubt (...no more the same...) I am the person I was then. (...six years, or so...) I'm less dark inside now; but my silence stands to prove (...I've been afraid to return.) That in some way I am less.Birth sign: Capricorn
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