Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams.
I GOT YOU BABE.
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y ahora pk tan melancolico... cha.. se me hace raro ver estas cosas en tu blog che mufi
1 comment:
y ahora pk tan melancolico... cha.. se me hace raro ver estas cosas en tu blog che mufi
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