Is she in loveFallen for Adam's son?I wonder and regretI desired I was the hand That she kisses in the night.Should I askDisgrace myself in the call?I am too proudAnd it is better to let sleeping dogs nod.K.Oni
We live and we die and we are forgotten. Life is a constantly growing rose That never kisses the sky. Our goodbyes is soon forgotten And d...
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