STONE On November 13, 2025 By blindzanygirlIn Uncategorized DiggingMy spade hits stonesShock assaults me I freezeOne day I too might turn to stoneSo cold Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading...
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A bleak poem… I’m not to worried about my body after I’m dead…
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