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samedi 2 mai 2009
Somewhere weakness is our strength and I'll die searching for it. Can't let myself regret such selfishness. My pain and oh the trouble caused no matter how long.I believe that there's hope buried beneath it all
and hiding beneath it all
and growing beneath it all
Let the flames begin, Oh Glory!·
Libellés : Par-amore
0 El que pierde sentido de la orientación que compre una brújula y se la meta en el orto-