

When I roam...When I roam in the forlorn, deslate gloom My heart is like the frosted windowpane: It is a chilled and bleak and weathered tomb Where sunlight attempts to reach, but in vain. The frigid glass in winter does abstain To collect the warmth gained by springs soft breeze: Which zephyr can supply if it will deign The springtime, warming the glass by degrees. And when, melted away is the last freeze Once more can the casement be thrown open To admit those strains of birdsongs reprise Which so often move the poets ink-pen. Therefore let the wrens accWhen I roam...
Spotted Dress
My apologies, and many
Thank you for faving At First Sight~!
For you: [link]
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<3 Hanshou
If only you knew...
Guess what.
Your beau has himself a dA account! ~ay3eightynine10
Come, join me in pestering him into uploading his photographs and stuff! :3
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- Alana
Cute gallery.
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I DEMAND MORE CHAPTERS OF THE COMPASS!!
I want to know what happens. xD;
okluvoobaibai
<3
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- Alana
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::To avoid comlications, she never kept the same address,
in conversation, she smoked just like a barronett::
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It's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst...
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our aspirations are wrapped up in books.
our inclinations are hidden in looks.
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