Poem - 18 February 2018, 09:09 The Pews. Lee Robbins The Pews. By L.M.Robbins. Small cold fingers, Pull-up my mouth corners. As a tap on my shoulder and whisper informs: It’s over for you and the other mourners. Like 0 Pin it 0 Support CosmoFunnel.com You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal. Views: 671 Rating: Total votes: 1 Poetry Genre: Drama Freestyle Melodrama Listed in: Contest Entries 1 comment
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