Here I lay
As you pray
Beside the casket
That is now my bed
You quietly weep
And feel your heart leap
How could I do this?
YOU ARE READING
Sick and twisted poems
PoetryMy Poem book. I created EVERY POEM IN HERE so do not steal them. Copywright is not allowed, if you take them without permission I will charge you. My poems mean things to me please do not be an ass. I repeat again Copywright is not allowed and I wil...
