Homunculus-Annjoh Andreas - DeviantArt
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DeviantArt is the worlds largest online social community for artists and art enthusiasts, allowing people to connect through the creation and sharing of art.CONTENT
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Forgot Password or Username? Deviant for 7 Years. This is the place where you can personalize your profile! My english.
Zbrane, strelivo, sebaobrana, ohňostroje, príslušenstvo, ďalekohľady, lovecké potreby.
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And once again despair is kissing me. With her cold ghostly lips. My own destruction is leading me to my grave. That I digged for many times. As I fall into the black spheres among lonely memories. The score of my soundtrack is written by blood. Music of suicide written in red. I did it myself, my wrists are also opened. Everything has been lost behind us.