Michael 0770 - The Follower

You pace behind me taking step by step
you sense the time is near, but just not yet
today, tomorrow, a date not set
but you will come, what is your name?

I see the shadow that your presence casts
the reality of fate or that the dawn hast
when will you come oh death to me?
a prison? or, to set me free?

I close these words with one final plea
a somber fate that envelopes me
the shadow is clear now, it's time to go
the end is here, I can clearly see.

Michael 0770

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