Is It Poetry
Murder Bone White - Poem by Is It Poetry
A certain thing can't ever be described really sufficiently.
Good people like Gabby Giffords.
It is lost with out one single uttered word.
White hot is the sun.
If that does not answer your question, it is to drawn out, don't.
The mere attempt of it.
One person in order to inform about temporary is still murder,
other things red clear bubbles * sigh * bone white, yellow suicide.
People who have been gone for a while
and never came back what kind of we are they?
We should know, inclement whether.
Although reconsideration obtaining renumbering the gun which is from Tea obtained.
What kind of I' inParts?
The fact that you say it is tried the thing over and over again next time.
Is spiritual heat and to show other nonlatex, latent characteristic.
Why when this is happening, while there is no something, I cried.
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