the air is changed and the cold stings those inches of tanned skin still remained unfilled, while the return duvets on the beds. the wind blowing through the trees, and in the distance the sun peeps out from time to time between the dark and ominous clouds. winter has arrived, so they say, and therefore I do not feel cold, but a heat that warms the chest, which is good.
told me that my love is not right, that will do anything to take it away, which is most worthy more than me. and, although I also know, I just look into his eyes and put her head on his chest, close under the covers, to understand that he is so happy. ©
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Invitation For Death Anniv
Lean on me that if we were to go wrong we will fall together, and together we fall. How do I change
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