Delicadeza
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Last published Sat, Jan 6, 2018
Siéntate y lee mis letras, disfruta la caricia que te doy, siente como te envuelvo y como poco a poco te voy metiendo en mi historia, hasta que no puedas salir nunca.
si te preguntas quien soy... créeme soy tu peor pesadilla...
letras de dolor, de tristeza, poemas al viento que algún día fuero dirigidos a alguien, toma asiento y muere conmigo...
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