Xhillari

Ermelinda
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2013-10-04 10:49:29 (UTC)

Late

Late night

Reflexion of silver kills the pain merciless war. The fearful and silent. In a street light hanging life. Here i want to live there, and we watched myself choking life. The minds blows mad. God found.
Good works do not go here we introduced entirely unfortunate night and who knows what guenches mystery. In such nights of troubled souls revolve beyound the glass and shaved sleep undistrui bed sleepins.

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