

IncontavelSegura a minha mão com força Por favor, aquele sorriso! Fecho os olhos e com as minhas mãos decoro cada traço dele Logo, antes de dormir, lembra-lo-ei.Incontavel
Perdes as tuas mãos no meu cabelo Falas daquela maneira que me preenche. Eu deixo-me ficar e conto as batidas do meu coração. Desisto. Na terra do nunca somos o sempre Perco a noção do tempo, só conheço o infinito E cada beijo eterno, cada longo toque Tornam o momento no estável prazer da paixão.
Eu deixo-me ficar e conto as batidas do meu coração. Desisto.
Good Times
All Mine II
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I'm a rebel. People say I'm a danger to the public but I'm just a product of the screwed up world they created.
TasteMyVice
ReadTheMemories
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Taste the sunset's last breath...as you glimpse the broken sky.
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Mere opinions, in fact, were as likely to govern people's actions as hard evidence, and were subject to sudden reversals as hard evidence could never be.
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>Rita<
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Mere opinions, in fact, were as likely to govern people's actions as hard evidence, and were subject to sudden reversals as hard evidence could never be.
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>Rita<
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Mere opinions, in fact, were as likely to govern people's actions as hard evidence, and were subject to sudden reversals as hard evidence could never be.
Fogo.
És tão croma que o
:sad:
Enfim... És mesmo croma pah... :happy:
Vai lá
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Yours sincerely... Zoraic.
I support
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Yours sincerely... Zoraic.
I support
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>Rita<
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