Dodano: 19 KWIETNIA 2017
troski na bok
to co złe na bok
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4zluA60hjs
And when I touched her skin
My fingers ran with blood
In the hushing dusk under a swollen silver moon
I came walking with the wind to watch the cactus bloom
And strange hands halted me, the looming shadows danced
I fell down to the thorny brush and felt the trembling hands
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