The Beauty of Madness
If one were able to see beauty in chaos, she would undoubtedly have the doll face of the scorned geisha.
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AVISO: Agora que o Nyah reestabeleceu a categoria de bandas estou postando o que escrevi e postei em outros sites nesse meio tempo de limbo....
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