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radiohead_2+2=5i am not here and this is not really happening.Comment
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tinturia - ipoteticamente"E quando avrai davanti agli occhi
altri due occhi da guardare
il mio silenzio lo sentirai gridare..."
"meglio una delusione vera che una gioia finta..."
"Scent of dried flowers and I'm walking through the fog, walking through the fog"Comment
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tinturia - cercami"E quando avrai davanti agli occhi
altri due occhi da guardare
il mio silenzio lo sentirai gridare..."
"meglio una delusione vera che una gioia finta..."
"Scent of dried flowers and I'm walking through the fog, walking through the fog"Comment
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Kaos - Zora la vampiraMembro del Consiglio degli Admin
Moderatore ApocalisseComment
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tinturia - Grana
"grana, c'"E quando avrai davanti agli occhi
altri due occhi da guardare
il mio silenzio lo sentirai gridare..."
"meglio una delusione vera che una gioia finta..."
"Scent of dried flowers and I'm walking through the fog, walking through the fog"Comment
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House music!!!![FONT="Century Gothic"][B][SIZE="4"][COLOR="Navy"]Die TrComment
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Luz Casal : Piensa en miComment
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suicide messiah-black label societyComment
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Rinôçérôse - CubicleI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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legacy- mansunComment
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purtroppo niente... sono al lavoro!!!!
Tenera!!!! Comment
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The Corrs - I Never Loved You AnywayI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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tinturia - ucchi a pampinedda"E quando avrai davanti agli occhi
altri due occhi da guardare
il mio silenzio lo sentirai gridare..."
"meglio una delusione vera che una gioia finta..."
"Scent of dried flowers and I'm walking through the fog, walking through the fog"Comment
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Everclear - She's So High Above MeI'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself
A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm.Comment
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