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Incremate Poems - Poems about Incremate


I (Inevitably) Did
...I really didn't like her, but her form was suffocating me! Who'd doubt her beauty was well carved: a man with sense enough to flee? If so, such sense eluded me; I promptly took her vacant hand......Read the rest...
Categories: incremate, death, life, people, weddingme,
Form: Ballad

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry