.Time goes by so slowly.
Dodano: 25 STYCZNIA 2008
It was a Sunday evening
And in the September rain
That Paulina went from our hearts
and never came back again.
Her skin was soft as sable,
Her eyes were wide as day,
That licked her life away.
Her cheeks were made of honey
Her throat was made of flame
Where all around the razor
Had written its red name...
It was a Sunday evening
And in the September rain
That Paulina went from our hearts
and never came back again.
Her skin was soft as sable,
Her eyes were wide as day,
That licked her life away.
Her cheeks were made of honey
Her throat was made of flame
Where all around the razor
Had written its red name...
Komentarze
niqus
Sliczne :)
Ehhh....
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PS
Nie o cygarach to ja jeszcze nie myslam,zeby zaczoac palic ;)
A w czym ty przerabiasz te foteczki .? :)
Ehhh....
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PS
Nie o cygarach to ja jeszcze nie myslam,zeby zaczoac palic ;)
A w czym ty przerabiasz te foteczki .? :)
26/01/2008 22:27:17
nabanna
It's amazing how people can write about people they love in such an amazing way.
I didn't know the girl, but I saw her a couple of times at school.
Simply beautiful...
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I didn't know the girl, but I saw her a couple of times at school.
Simply beautiful...
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26/01/2008 10:01:34
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