

Our hands slipPiano keys and feathery wings With frosty winter sighs She sings with such ferocity That snuffs out all our liesOur hands slip
We've been told before about her all - seeing azure eyes Her sunset colored cheeks we can't help but look at her and cry "Sorry, we've let you die"
follower
by *yuumei
by =Sugargrl14
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'To the complaint, 'There are no people in these photographs,' I respond, 'There are always two people: the photographer and the viewer.'
Ansel Adams
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Clubs:
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That's a large thing you have there but I don't like it when men play rough - Ada Wong
That's a LARGE thing you have there and I LOVE it when men play rough!! - Candeta Krauser
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"Yo no soy honesto y de una persona que no es honesta sólo se puede esperar que no sea honesta. Honestamente, es con los honestos con los que hay que tener cuidado porque nunca se sabe cuándo pueden hacer algo totalmente absurdo." Jack Sparrow
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~God of Whispers, King of Stray Thoughts, I am THE Baron.~
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