Its pure black, encircled in intricate brown, smooth & has no crack, bt a glance at it really calms me down, sometimes I wud stare bt now I changed tack, coz back then I wud yearn bt right I own the crown!
"mirror on his eye balls, whose the fairest of all...Its me, I see, in his eyes an album of D!
Mirror on his eyeballs, who will be fairest of them all...Its me, it will be, in his eyes like a serial no. of an ID.
Mirror that shows me right to my soul, feature figure… Continue
Posted on April 23, 2011 at 2:44pm