My twinflame and I
The preternatural mourn of a violin dilutes her potent eyes... where within centuries of langorous passions flicker; rising and falling to the beat of her victorious heart.
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Albums: The O'Neill Clan
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Comment by Anthony walker on August 31, 2015 at 10:40pm
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Nice..nothing like love and truth.
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