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2125772 2010 年 12 月 17 日 19:41 Reading (loading. ..) Comments (0) Category: Personal Diary
smelling the fragrance of blood requiem I found a dilapidated palace
loose sight singing
black ghost blooming rosemary meandering vine growth
soul of the moon looked blood
faith sniffing the fragrance of blood I found the palace of the Soul's long-haired vampire
open the dusty window of the Queen deadwood
shadow over her face as pure as
girl's voice she Resentment sing along with the souls of the loved one
Do you still remember me ah
look at you I have been buried,
belstaff online, sad
sniffing the scent of blood in the hall I found requiem
far from the statue lying on the side
arm that is hidden in the fantasy goddess with the middle finger the direction of the
small red flower in her side that was in front of heaven
a gurgling stream flowing into the abyss, like the blood
The bloodthirsty desire
irrigation water that is in full bloom Queen soup plate soup
her deterioration will cut off the flowers in the neck to ask whether it is sad
distant lover ah I remember that I look like
bleeding when you are sad
been sniffing the scent of blood in the hall I found requiem
\rise and fall months I can only see the bright moon
teach people indulge her taste the rich blood-red and white fragrance \whispered singing flowers broken neck lying at her feet
where they like to hide in the deep cold dead trees next to each
the blood of a dead night listening to the sound of
hidden in the ground like a strange chant their songs and the Deathly Hallows is being sung as
She Xiang's revenge or despair
sparse love away if you remember me ah look like
When I looked down at my funeral why not hit your eye
sniffing the scent of blood I found the palace
Requiem is a pattern where all the flowers growing in the quiet moonlight
if not how could such a cool quiet run-down on the grass
; distributing rotten elf beauty fragrance
secret garden in the palace they also miss
who with memories sadness
lush vine winding hidden desire for revenge that day waiting for the arrival of
like the taste of the soup tasted blood,
belstaff leather, love people,
belstaff outlet, ah
; you are like me waiting for love come
of us were buried
sniffing the scent of blood in the hall I found requiem
wanton growth of life ;? endless singing sad songs
flowers die down ideas
place with Samantha Chu Wah memories must be in bloom
Junior backs away tearful eyes
embedded in the blessing of love that no one will not die
was decided that some people choose weak strong blue depression
The river can wash away the past
ancient people stick to the agreement can not forget
weak excuses and arbitrary killing of a perfunctory
beautiful beautiful flowers wilt in waiting turned into hate turned into a bloody wound
I want to find whether or not he changed his appearance
I will remember his eyes was so perfectly clear
oath I will remember him once I will remember that loud
had betrayed him,
belstaff uk, gave me a leave of panic
he has gone cold in my palm
gentle and very happy because he will not stop me
I'm back where I belong
for love again I gave up their wandering alone in the dark
poor queen and her flowers to drink alone as the final choice which
copies of the same blood soup
dear ah Whether you aiming for
Please remember you ever accidentally beautiful bride