Just thoughts.
I just watched some more Ask A Mortician about whether or not someone could own a skull...
Three creepy erotic poems to keep you company on before the crack of dawn
A fee is paid for arrogance and greed. Marcus Schweiger paid his with interest.
Let's dance in the place of the damned ;the ground of the forgotten.
Source: https://allpoetry.com/poem/13812073-Sunrise-in-the-cemetery--by-Cacho-Nuts-adult
Page 83 He is there, he is always there. Watching. Waiting. Waiting for me to talk, to reach out, to tell someone, anyone, that he exists. That he is here.
This one is a short diddy I thought up on a particularly nasty morning here in Oregon.
I just watched some more Ask A Mortician about whether or not someone could own a skull...
Three creepy erotic poems to keep you company on before the crack of dawn
A fee is paid for arrogance and greed. Marcus Schweiger paid his with interest.
Let's dance in the place of the damned ;the ground of the forgotten.
Source: https://allpoetry.com/poem/13812073-Sunrise-in-the-cemetery--by-Cacho-Nuts-adult
Page 83 He is there, he is always there. Watching. Waiting. Waiting for me to talk, to reach out, to tell someone, anyone, that he exists. That he is here.
This one is a short diddy I thought up on a particularly nasty morning here in Oregon.