How gorgeous the violets are, gorgeous like your eyes. Gorgeous is the spark there. Over time flowers wither. And the spark fades.
THE TRANSLATION OF MY OWN WORK (song devreie fleur from ficbook)
How gorgeous the violets are, gorgeous like your eyes. Gorgeous is the spark there. Over time flowers wither. And the spark fades.
THE TRANSLATION OF MY OWN WORK (song devreie fleur from ficbook)