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.            Shadows trod upon ground obscure
              Steady paces placed on uncertainty
                   Chance and fate a guiding force
                For the shadows lost in this forest

                                     Existing in days of sleep
                                  And nights of wakefulness
         They hide when exposed, being left unseen
                    But then in the hour of their element
     Feel vulnerable in body when their soul is free

                        To come alive and adjoined
                   To oneself; No longer to mimic
                    The object of longing and fear;
                            Instead, in light they walk
                                          In restless sleep
    Denying the self hidden behind every step
                                             Yet forever   

             These shadows mimic this doppelgänger,
             Living falsely under a romantic’s comfort
  And when revelation’s deceptive eye is removed
                                  They die to live once more
          Evermore for a rapid flicker of the wick     

              But when the mind’s gateway is closed,
          Before the four-dimensional being revives,
          Restraints of the doppelgänger are broken
         And with an endless travel it joins the night
      A journey resolute though leading to nothing
               For freedom alone, a guiding principle,
                    In the vicious circle of eternal strife
            Enjoyed after the drawn hours of striving
                                       By the other in longing,
             By the shadow it is shown only in secret.

    In absolute absence, conjoined are the soul and form openly;
   In absolute presence, conjoined are the soul and form in fear;
                              But in the hours of reason and irrational life
                                                           The shadow is renewed
                                                The eternal form in submission.


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Doppelganger is a word meaning a person's double. Shadow is used here to represent the person, not what is cast. I say no more.

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Editing to get the end of the lines to align (original experiment and parody of the fact that lines begin at the same point). Seen when downloaded.
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peppermint981 Featured By Owner Jul 8, 2004
it's haunting in a way....a very good way if that makes sense. :) I love it! :+fav: !
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sharkoftheday Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
Yeep! Clicked to early, thank you for the fav again...*giggles*
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sharkoftheday Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
Perfect sense...just likely to not be in the same manner intended.
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musical-nymph Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2004
oh i like this. there are always doppelgangers in gothic novels (and oh how i love gothic novels)

this piece has a dark feel. mystery. enchantment.

it gave me chills.

They hide when exposed, being left unseen
But then in the hour of their element
Feel vulnerable in body when their soul is free

i like those lines especially.

wonderful job.
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sharkoftheday Featured By Owner Jul 9, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
Once apart from the poem, those almost confused me...indeed, did until i remembered which it was that was the reference (lol). Thank you; I wasn't sure of what to expect for this one.
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hezekiah Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2004
Awesome work indeed. Really excellent poem; reminds me of one of my own actually, only talent and effort are actually applied to yours... Nonetheless, I like this very much. It gave my that sense of a dark void trying to engulf me whole: a feeling I never tire of. Again, great poem!
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sharkoftheday Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
I can't imagine why. Well, i've learned that the dark has already done that to me; after all, the only thing required is a single jump and then the fall...
From reading Heart of Darkness, i found that this mysterious figure, Kurtz, is who i am. I quote, "I am lying here in the dark waiting for death." and compare to my description of currently waiting patiently for death (among many other things). I can only now wait to see my fate unravel (to find whether i will be fully consumed by the darkness which i exalt or somehow survive).
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hezekiah Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2004
Yeah, I'm pretty sure it's done it to me as well. I've just learned to take what comes and deal with it as well as I can... Being 'consumed' doesn't necessarily mean you have to die; though I would still suggest it be avoided if possible.
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Soul-Of-Fire Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2004
Very, very awesome stuff...that's all I can gather to say :O_o:
Keep it real.
~Sha~
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sharkoftheday Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2004  Hobbyist Writer
Don't worry. That is just how i feel sometimes. I don't think i could describe what i mean. Not that i am ignored, but that i am composed of my shadow alone. That everything that is not part of who i am will merely be devoured.
Ambiguous and mystic, i can't think of a good way to clarify.
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