15 March 2013
The stalker behind me Is freaking me out Run to the sun Will he go, well I doubt
Run to the light He keeps getting taller As the sun reaches noon He has become smaller
The moonlight comes up And the still he is seen I can't get away Well surly he'll win
And then i hide away in the closet Closing the door behind But in the darkness I become The shadow that you find
A Simple Riddle(ish) • Opuss № I