fell gently on the bed singing a song unknown to all. Toast, orange juice and happiness coming over my face. Greedily smile to the sun, which in the early morning łechtało me with his joy. I laugh
running through the corn field, and he is an Australian boy chasing me with a smile on his face.
Sun warms our slender body intertwined in a dance of hate. Gently
closer to him, and I dig the dagger into the heart, when I mention that I have no feelings.
sorry, that I am. Maybe someday someone else to penetrate my heart. Puki
what I prefer smiles with tears.
And love reminds me of the suffering.
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