Tag "Death"
THE LAST BREATH
On the bed yet I lie, I feel all tissues failing me I feel all senses fading from me I see all faces living dead My memories come rolling Like
TO A FRIEND DYING YOUNG
KD’s very first poem as written by Rapu’m. I was going to publish one of mine but he beat me to it. Have a read below and enjoy. As the name
Church Refuses To Bury Man After Discovering He Was Gay
A church canceled the funeral of a man hours before he was to be buried after finding out he was gay. The deceased Julion Evans, pictured above (left) with his
