I, Amor, ask this simple thing to you.
Credi potest in malum, dilectissimi vobis?
My eyes glow black..
My heart has rotted..
My eyes are black..
My tongue is strange..
Why?...
Why did you leave...?
Venturum me ..... Amor...
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 2:57 PM UTC
I, Amor, ask this simple thing to you.
Credi potest in malum, dilectissimi vobis?
My eyes glow black..
My heart has rotted..
My eyes are black..
My tongue is strange..
Why?...
Why did you leave...?
Venturum me ..... Amor...
