My love was born in perfect teance,
My love is trance - my love is sens,
But I belive my sister craing,
Becouse my love already deing.
I stand already - and I screaming,
Don't let yourself to losing filling.
My love is trance - my love is sens,
But I belive my sister craing,
Becouse my love already deing.
I stand already - and I screaming,
Don't let yourself to losing filling.
Авторская публикация. Свидетельство о публикации в СМИ № S108-154139.
Обсуждения Mrs. Star