Poem -

closed casket .

She scratched
the closed casket

till her fingers bled,
before dying of suffocation,

eventually those fat
worms fed!!

(upon the knowledge
inside her head.)

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Nardine Sanderson

We definitely do beautiful, glad you liked it, love to you sweetie pie, nardine xoxo

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Nardine Sanderson

Beautiful rose, love you heaps:) mwahhh glad you like it xoxo ❤

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