by Unknown
Jul 2010 209 Views 1 comments
death of spring
Dying spring turns sour with with the new vegetation she brought fourth at her beginning, summer creeps ever closer up behind to choke the last life of her.
she cries her last before letting all go with thunderous laughter he is the victor then flow his remorseful tears hard and painful
she cries her last before letting all go with thunderous laughter he is the victor then flow his remorseful tears hard and painful
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Posted: Jul 2010
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