Ghost of a Silhouette

I’ll follow you all day and you won’t even know

You can’t tell me to go

I hang onto your feet

When the sun is high & low

When you walk past a tall surface you’ll finally see me

I’m a black silhouette with no backbone nor features

I make you jump, scream in devastation of this horrible creature

Looks like a monster crawling from underneath the bleachers

Which is why I remain a student and never question the teacher

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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