Says he's looking for Steve
"You got the wrong house " I tell him
"Steve lives down the street"
Death turns and walks away
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
Twinkle Twinkle Little star Up above the world so far Look down as we pray Star dust And golden rays Silent night Holly light Fire bu...
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