宠儿是WXK
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The crimson of the rose,
Illuminating over my eyes,
After picking it up,
She withers on my chest,
My hearts comforts me tenderly,
You’ve severed her knot with the “nature”
The crimson will be merged into ash.
Young man!
Watch out your sterile soul.
1年前
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