I'm my own joker and my flakes spangles are not good enough to shine though my dreams. Well ? Well.
Empty spaces - what are we living for ? Abandoned places - I guess we know the score On and on Does anybody know what we are looking for ? Another hero, another mindless crime Behind the curtain, in the pantomime Hold the line Does anybody want to take it anymore ?
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My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies Fairy tales of yesterday will grow but never die I can fly - my friends
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~Chasing Blue Sky~
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ça fait rétro genre année 60 ^^
j'aime I like it!
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You looks like a vintage girl.... I love the effect of sparkly!
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♱ Mind Is The Great Assassin Of The Reality...
♱ How Can You Live Your Life If You Don't Keep Your Dreams Alive?
♱ Fanhir's Illusory Art
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