Posted 4 days ago
Vynil33rpm
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Awake from slumber,,whats crept in while we slept
Sweep the dust that was something’s dead skin
The widows broom from room till dusk
Her eyes are windows that never close
Stained and tattered are her clothes
Knowing when she lays down
She will rise and not fall





Great Tinplates you have !
Thank you LATA love the Tin