"In your life there comes a time when order seems an imagination. All around you is chaos, disorder and confusion. All inside you is destruction, mess and demolition. Life is but a ruin of what it used to be.
But remember, the best of art pieces come from the cradle of ruin."
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ChocoRiz
Jun 16, 2017 10:46AM
She came in like a breeze, swaying everything her way.She loved like a storm, raging, pulsating and alive.But, she left like air, no one knew she was gone until it was too late.Afficher toutes les Conversations
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