Through the isolation
And strife
I thought I had found
One good thing in life

To need someone
Is new for me
But I cannot break
This craving for thee

A longing
Which will not leave
An escape from this
I cannot conceive

No way to know
Who you will be
One day to the next
There is no way to see

This was intentional
To take away my sanity
For what?
Your vanity?!

Stealing from others
Like a grifter
No truth in who you are
You real life shapeshifter

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Shapeshifter short poem

A lost soul on stolen time wonders like a landscape drifter For I am that which stands before you, a bottom feeder and shapeshifter Wizards watch wrath without wondering why Wither away like roses in winter whispering a thundering cry