Poems from sstrass
Pale, skinny, short, and bearded.
You make my legs quake, my skin yearns for your touch, anxious for you.
No, not anxious excited
anxious...
Ladies and Gentlemen! Silence Please!
We are about to witness a stunt to defy death, so wonderous it will be talked of, remembered,...
Who am I?
It's a tough question, do I answer with my achievements, my dreams, or my friends?
Do you want to know my shining moments or the...
Knowledge is a curse.
You see the hatred that ignorance creates, the trickiness of finding a trusted source. The harm caused by those who...