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21/09/2012 vanesa

My hands are cold and alone because your hand does not warm. My hands want revenge ... that sweet revenge. My hands are looking for..

21/09/2012 vanesa

He sits at the table already tired of being alone and only society he has, is a candle that gives so vulnerable flame. On the..

21/09/2012 vanesa

While all the time my heart gets away from you, everything is so endlessly spinning in circles ... All the roads criss-cross but these roads..