Delicate as a porcelain doll
Fine as the dust blown by the wind
Pure as the driven snow
Beautiful as the full moon in a starry night.
The one whom everyone would love
The one whom everyone would want to protect
The one who deserves nothing but the best.
Lucky isn't she?
Fine as the dust blown by the wind
Pure as the driven snow
Beautiful as the full moon in a starry night.
The one whom everyone would love
The one whom everyone would want to protect
The one who deserves nothing but the best.
Lucky isn't she?
--- grr.
Damn it pishbolera!
Months of not posting anything and this is the best I can get?
Lame post. Grr.
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