Scribblings of Love
Regrets Regrets are something we all share. Every Day He shows his love. Goodbyes What is there to say, after goodbye? Not His Name I don't remember his name. He never knew mine. Lady Awaits A Victorian vision. Thorns of Desire Rekindled. You About you. Ariadne Trepidation Hotly Scored Love is also blind. Released Love let go. The Wolf
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