Icy roads.
Cold air
Propane truck
Black ice
Slide
Swerve
Skid
Crash
Boom
Hot.
Blank.
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Poems of death.
PoetryJust poems about death that happens everyday. Please if you do not do good with death, don't read this. This contains very dark content so please be warned I dont want anyone tramitized.
