He walks...He walks in midnight. His words are silence, that whispering wind in your shoes. He walks in your midnight. His actions are your nightmare, that malice in your mind that keeps you up at night. He walks in the midnight. His words are the silence of the night, follow him and you shall find,He walks...
your last lullaby.
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"In Khazakstan the favourite hobbies are discodancing, archery, rape and table tennis" - Borat
*Throws confetti*
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What’s a boy to do with a guy like him…?
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The gorgeous icon is by ~kasaichi
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Check out my story, Crystal Life!
Provehito in Altum
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I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten-thousand stars how not to dance... E. E. Cummings
thanks a lot for the
dave
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dave-derbis.de
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My stock account - ~MirandaRose-Stock
My OOAK doll and Miniatures account - ~Forestina
Enter my contest! ***TIME***. See my journal for details! Closing date December 31st!
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