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Forever Be
My love is cursed And so my lips Shall never taste The love they miss. ‘tis my lonely Cruel destiny To walk alone Forever be. She bears no name, I know this well. I’ve searched the sea, Foun… more →
L'Plume de voìce, ZAP et Sonus
Wondering Rose
voìce wrote 1 year ago: A perfect snowy winter’s field, is pricked with sharp blood red. Within its fallen snowflake shiel … more →
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