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Quarta-feira, 01 de Fevereiro de 2012

 

No storm, no healing, no time and no space. Everything is scattered in the air, in the yellow lights and in the cold wind. I love me, so I love safety. No sadness, no happiness will run from my eyes... Because I had no expectations from my Love. It's hard to hold some concerns... 

publicado por sawyer às 12:58