Eight Belles
Crashing through the waves
Fallen filly with great heart
You're the winning one
Crashing through the waves
Fallen filly with great heart
You're the winning one
posted by Ermin Mistica | 5/13/2008 02:11:00 PM
...be the candle or the mirror that reflects it
She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i the bud, feed on her damask cheek, she pin'd in thought, and with a green and yellow melancholy, she sat like patience on a monument, smiling at grief.
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