Poetry
The tense tone was expected to tilt
That is what the case was made of
She is proud of the calf she is
That was the whole thing in love
What else would he do if he didn't love me
That rivalry had the same level of intensity
But the pain also came out of pain
The wave of loyalty was also the flow of emotions
Nakhda said crossing alone
This was the fate of the passengers
Where do we keep the lamps alive
The air was too fast, the floor was too loud
I'm trying to get rid of life
I knew this was the only way to escape
Height163 cm | Weight58 kg | Body Fat55 % | |||
Waistcm | Thighscm | Chest34 cm |