fidefidya ~
16 years ago
Break, break, break. On thy cold gray stones,O Sea! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me.
fidefidya ~ bilang
16 years ago
petry By Alfred, Lord Tennyson..
fidefidya ~ bilang
16 years ago
*poetry
sprinterJARWO bilang
16 years ago
(bye)
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