Vivir sin sentir sería un sinsentido.

Vivir sin sentir sería un sinsentido.
The flower that blooms last is the most rare and beautiful of all.

Wednesday 29 October 2014

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I peek into the windows to his soul, and his mirthful anima exquisitely twirls and prances to the beating core our alliance bonds to. I sharply draw my breath, and his piquancy overcomes me as I crave for more. And he watches me in awe. And he rips away my gasps. And I fly away from him. 
Thus escaping my own life.

Addah Monoceros.

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