Paranoia stifles my soul

I vision its form without

yet, sense it from within

A dark shadow of a man

exactly as I,

imitating my every move

Is this an offset dimension of myself

or a dark foreboding entity?

Watching, waiting, witnessing

Does it abandon me at dusk

or hide cleverly in the darkness?

I have this need to know

This may be madness on my part

or insanely pure clarity

I have yet to choose

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Just being curious about my shadow.

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