Omtara

Omtara
as I hold the butterfly, my fingers sense, it's still alive, and tickels my palms,
then, for a moment my thoughts are somewhere else...
when im back, it's not alive...
Последна промяна (Събота, 26 Декември 2009 10:08)

Omtara
as I hold the butterfly, my fingers sense, it's still alive, and tickels my palms,
then, for a moment my thoughts are somewhere else...
when im back, it's not alive...
Последна промяна (Събота, 26 Декември 2009 10:08)