The waters are creeping softly winds touch the flowers and confirm the taste of this silence Like to turn myself away from that like to feel feel ,feel like t...

Once upon a time in a foreign landan island in the sea of a sea of sandinhale repulsive odours, an undeterminable scentis floating in the air in desolate wormla...

I've discovered that changing you seems in vain ignoring my words in all affairs, just replying me: "Who the hell cares ?" we should call it a day cause there's...