Voltar

waitingin a life full of little storiesfor a death to come

Charles Bukowski , em Play the Piano Drunk Like a Percussion Instrument Until the Fingers Begin to Bleed a Bit
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You are to me,what wind is to dry leaves.The reason for me to fall,the reason for me to fly.

Seekerohan
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You are to me,what wind is to dry leaves. The reason for me to fall,the reason for me to fly.

Seekerohan , em Spilled Ink of Love
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