Lamp post of crystal's shadow light It's me against my
shadow-fight
Looking out my window I see the field, I am sitting with
my napkin fold.Looking at my ring its invisible, in the
crack's I can see a shadow face.Please get him out of
my South Hampton house, he's so out of place.I never want
to see his shadow face.Shopping fighting the crowd hunks of the
City.
I'm sold…
Added by Robin Carretti on May 10, 2017 at 3:50pm — No Comments
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