

untitledAnother tale of never-ending stories for the defenders of light, scattering the ashes of this nightmare remorseless, forbiddinguntitled
The silent river flows, as we land into the end. Scattering the ashes of this nightmare, she falls down. I die.
Drowned in her own red wine. Jesters dance around the flame, the ancient song is fading now while moonlight meets her eyes. I must close my eyes.
Mond
Zug
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I'm assuming you speak Spanish. I do, too, a little bit. I spent a month in Mexico.
If I see you around, maybe I could attempt to speak to you in Spanish?
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call it what you want, i'm calling it art
mayuya from ;iconrecuerdovenezuela:
P.D. alguna inquietud la puedes hacer por el mismo medio o entra en faq en espaņol ...
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Por favor, continua y lee / please continue and read
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Por favor, continua y lee / please continue and read
Just popping in to say thanks for dropping by my gallery ^^
-Sonya
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"When I'm the Queen, I will insist,
With perfect scars upon my wrists,
That everything you once held dear
Is taken away from you."
-- When I Am Queen, Jack Off Jill
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Feeling down or feeling great?
Tell us how you feel of late.
Inside is a great big ocean,
Of many people's *RawEm0tions!
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