26.09.2012, 20:49
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26.09.2012, 21:11
♥grey as the moon and soul of its owner blue as the coat and eyes of a loner♥ ♥Why would a rose grow where nopony can see Like a rose without thorns is how i feel♥ ♥With smile like ripest apple you have ever seen And eyes like meadow of emerald sheen truly lost i have only been in those eyes so serene♥ How are we to explain that We are not lonely to somepony who craves company?
Poems of Moon
26.09.2012, 22:30
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