Rybka
Nit pick; pearl too!
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You asked for it. It ain't purty, but it rhymes!
I'm In My Shadow
by Lauren.Hynde
Lauren In Shadow
****
I am my shadow,
she doesn't follow me,
I'm in my shadow
and not in myself.
I am in my shadow,
she does not follow me.
I am just my shadow,
a shade I seem to be.
****
Shadow of the me that gets all the light,
shadow attached to what I was born,
immutable distance from my shadow to me,
Shadow of the me that gets all the light,
the shadow attached to the shape I was born,
Me, I'm the shadow with soul black as night,
immutable distance from darkness to morn.
****
I reach to touch myself but cannot feel a thing,
I only know what could have been
if my shadow reached out to me.
I reach to touch myself but cannot feel me there,
I only know what could have been.
I reach to touch myself but only feel the air,
what If my shadow called me kin?
****
My whole world happens in following me
and I pretend to be chased,
I pretend to lead
instead of pursuing myself.
My whole world happens in following me
and I pretend to be chased,
I pretend to lead and that I am free
but I know my soul's erased.
****
I do all I can to join my shadow and me:
I'm always at the gates of life,
I'm always, always, at the gates of me.
I try to rejoin my shadow and me:
I'm always at the gates of life.
I'm always, always, at the gates of 'we',
I hope to end this mortal strife.

I'm In My Shadow
by Lauren.Hynde
Lauren In Shadow
****
I am my shadow,
she doesn't follow me,
I'm in my shadow
and not in myself.
I am in my shadow,
she does not follow me.
I am just my shadow,
a shade I seem to be.
****
Shadow of the me that gets all the light,
shadow attached to what I was born,
immutable distance from my shadow to me,
Shadow of the me that gets all the light,
the shadow attached to the shape I was born,
Me, I'm the shadow with soul black as night,
immutable distance from darkness to morn.
****
I reach to touch myself but cannot feel a thing,
I only know what could have been
if my shadow reached out to me.
I reach to touch myself but cannot feel me there,
I only know what could have been.
I reach to touch myself but only feel the air,
what If my shadow called me kin?
****
My whole world happens in following me
and I pretend to be chased,
I pretend to lead
instead of pursuing myself.
My whole world happens in following me
and I pretend to be chased,
I pretend to lead and that I am free
but I know my soul's erased.
****
I do all I can to join my shadow and me:
I'm always at the gates of life,
I'm always, always, at the gates of me.
I try to rejoin my shadow and me:
I'm always at the gates of life.
I'm always, always, at the gates of 'we',
I hope to end this mortal strife.