lament-for-the-past: And there is always time to gossip.
lament-for-the-past: With lips like delicate rose petals.
lament-for-the-past: At dusk.
lament-for-the-past: How swiftly is sets.
lament-for-the-past: The moon and a rock.
lament-for-the-past: Foggy foggy London.
lament-for-the-past: A simple tune
lament-for-the-past: A shadow
lament-for-the-past: Oh you sir, are fabulous. Proszę pana,
lament-for-the-past: Deep thoughts.
lament-for-the-past: Long corridors
lament-for-the-past: One down.
lament-for-the-past: A small smile
lament-for-the-past: Sweet Romeo, we all know how thee glanceth
lament-for-the-past: A library is never complete
lament-for-the-past: Coco Chanel.
lament-for-the-past: Gentleman of the enlightenment.
lament-for-the-past: vines..
lament-for-the-past: Walls are cold
lament-for-the-past: Tie
lament-for-the-past: Books, so many books!
lament-for-the-past: Yet more books.
lament-for-the-past: Beauty has no limits.
lament-for-the-past: Do incline your head and smile.
lament-for-the-past: Masked.
lament-for-the-past: Masked
lament-for-the-past: A study of my dreams.
lament-for-the-past: Stacked.
lament-for-the-past: An open book is the best kind of book.
lament-for-the-past: Reading alone. - Credit to passionatebrains
lament-for-nimrodel: “Stop laughing, Dwalin. It’s not funny.”Fili
Lamenting Kiss
laments-x-burlesque: She could be her own worst enemy. Stressing
laments-x-burlesque: DeprivationI have stolen your sight. Your
Lamentable pero necesario
lamenting-icarus-blog: The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus, Toledo, OH,