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Feb 2011
Hey!
Quit following me.
I'm getting very fed up with you chasing me.
Everywhere I turn I see you.
Even when the moon shine.
I see you.

I expect it with the sun.

You like a spy just investigating me.
And God knows I can't request that you leave.
Because you're my shadow.
You go where I go.

Just like the lips under my nose.
You're my shadow.
You even reflect in the cold.

The only differences between you and my foot prints.
A jury can't use you to convict me.
Because a shadow don't leave any prints.

I guess I shouldn't complain.
Because you and I are the same.
Rights Belongs to Jeffrey T. Conyers
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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