martes, mayo 13, 2003


Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was as white as leprosy,
The Night-mare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man´s blood with cold.

Publicado por Erika Mergruen en 5:32:00 p. m.

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