The prediction of red hair…
Dátum: 2014. április 11. 16:37Műfaj: VersCimkék: angol boccs muszáj |  |
Eyh, the big green meadow improved seat,
Amazing sensation, what was a heat,
Blood beats my vessels, ask me why,
When i was misterious by your eye…
Often sleeping mood drives,
My aims and curious mind.
Sudden politics made me strong,
To can leave, like impressed frog.
I can see your opened view,
How should be calm of waves.
Which are kidding and blames,
I lost it somewhere in anyway.
Cold motion of flaming dance,
Tired feeling leaving them,
Proposed wonder gift of hugs,
Unpredicted step in kind.
Kept a trip in steep Ubin,
got an emotion not to weird,
Shy smile, borrows red wind,
How should share opportunity…
Just do it all over means,
Tomorrow it can squeeze,
Don’t worry about, Miss
was rarely minded this.
You are essential to beauty,
You have seen what was guilty,
You are over and in my addiction,
To can not forget our prediction.
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