..."Finger still red with the prick of an old rose.
Well the heart that hurts, is a heart that beats.
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One One step closer to knowing"...
Gallagher
Penicheiro
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..."Finger still red with the prick of an old rose.
Well the heart that hurts, is a heart that beats.
Can you hear the drummer slowing?
One One step closer to knowing"...
Gallagher
Penicheiro
arte
Postado por GuGa Flaquer às 23:45
Marcadores: Poesia no ar
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