Su tez pálida se enredó en sus doradas trenzas y flotaron adjuntas a mi soledad sus ganas de vivir...
...que se marcharon tras la grieta del ventanal abierto a mis espaldas...una penosa pero debida despedida
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...There's just words from a fixed rottened soul..
Me
About Me
- Gothic Soul
- D.R., Sto.Dgo.
- Im not like you for sure, but meet me is a good step, im not a person of much words cause i said the things i have to said.
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