Whoo me

Our Last SoundIn small Circles spin around, around The laughter an unfamiliar sound When the people of this town Hide and cower Behind the Broken bricks that towerOur Last Sound
As were dancing in the street,
No other sounds but our feet.
It would be such a peaceful scene. If human kind was not so mean Now these petals, brown as chocolate Fall and spin from purse and pocket
As were spinning in the street No other sounds but our feet.
It was such a horrid sight. The dawn just before last night The first fly of the last Nuke To Berlin from Tim
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Love, Katarina
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要素 十二 ハイスクール 冒険! ! !
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Welcome 2 DA and enjoy the stay, You will love it here!
If u have any questions feel free to send me a note or leave me a msg on my page!
Just a heads up but DA can become very addicting very fast
The work here is amazing Enjoy viewing galleries
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DeviantART is like a drug to me, but a really good drug and im addicted to it!
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