I would come as a drunk, worn out, To the rose garden of pleasure - TopicsExpress



          

I would come as a drunk, worn out, To the rose garden of pleasure and joy. I only want a thorn from your union. I made a belt from the hairs curling On your forehead and put it around my waist. I came from town. I want to climb the mountains. Moses of soul saw a tree in the fire’s light. I want the blaze of that tree. I want that fire. INDONESIA turned into heaven because of MS MARSHANDA I want to go to heaven and see her face
Posted on: Sat, 15 Nov 2014 12:06:56 +0000

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