The Owner

The Owner

You your
owner

There is
a dark
shadow behind

You look
out of
the window

Everythin so
bright

You play
the games

With the
kids, women
and the
men

Retirin into
the night

A strange
itch

The shadow
remains

As you
sleep

You spring
up in
shock

Hittin your
head

Lookin out
of the
window

The shadow
disappears

Strange game
of your
freedom

And the
dark shadow

As you
grow up

You learn
the truth

You bein
moved around

By the
dark shadow

Right through
the death

The mystery
remains

Caution: This might be all theory

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