Posts by Quince Desmond Josephs
His face on the pillow, in the dim light wrote mourning to me,
His face on the pillow, in the dim light wrote mourning to me, black and white, i saw him struggle, stiffen, and relaxed too; the face fell empty, dea...
His face on the pillow, in the dim light wrote mourning to me, black and white, i saw him struggle, stiffen, and relaxed too; the face fell empty, dea...
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