I please...
I please With an ease, Please, let me Breathe. Let free, Release Or My life Will cease And I will Freeze< In a dark Decease, Like ancient Gods of Greece. Let me free Of your tease, And irony And disease, For I seize the sky And soar up With autumn geese Against thy Breeze. by jurcix, dec 2008
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Поместил(а): jurcix
Опубликовано: 07.12.2008. - 02:05:24
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