johncoyote

Blue eyes. February 10, 2026 - (0)
Blue eyes. A blue-eyed angel is crying for me.In the turmoil of a kind love.The paradise of burning and powerful emotion.It can create a strange prison. I hold her too tightly,then I don’t hold her enough.The fine line of give and take.Held on by a few words. I tried to speak softly.I don’t want to […]

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