He was five nine and as smooth as glass, but that...
behind close doors came a coldness. twisted...

I lay upon the cold ground, scarlet upon my...
know i lay beneath the ground, and my ears listen...

"please, vote and leave a coment..... i want...
We talk casually, you never knowing...

A grandmothers love grows oh so fond of her little...
a grandmothers love never turns cold, but blossoms...