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Oh, David. Oh, my Doctor. - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya
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Night on the Sun. Oh, David. Oh, my Doctor. - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya. Hacemos magia tú y yo? Tú piensas que no es magia lo que te mantiene con vida? Solo por que entiendes la mecánica de como algo funciona, eso no lo hace nada menos que un milagro, esta es sola otra palabra para magia. Todos nos mantenemos con vida con magia. Denisse, el demonio de Supertanural, My angel. Lo Mejor del Rol en Vivo. His Name is The Doctor. The one. Dos corazones, un destino y no necesitan más. No s&ea...
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No es pelirroja, tampoco se llama Kate...pero la quiero igual - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya
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Night on the Sun. No es pelirroja, tampoco se llama Kate.pero la quiero igual - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya. Hacemos magia tú y yo? Tú piensas que no es magia lo que te mantiene con vida? Solo por que entiendes la mecánica de como algo funciona, eso no lo hace nada menos que un milagro, esta es sola otra palabra para magia. Todos nos mantenemos con vida con magia. Denisse, el demonio de Supertanural, My angel. Lo Mejor del Rol en Vivo. His Name is The Doctor. The one. Así que, por...
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Bienvenido a mi morada - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya
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Night on the Sun. Bienvenido a mi morada - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya. Hacemos magia tú y yo? Tú piensas que no es magia lo que te mantiene con vida? Solo por que entiendes la mecánica de como algo funciona, eso no lo hace nada menos que un milagro, esta es sola otra palabra para magia. Todos nos mantenemos con vida con magia. Denisse, el demonio de Supertanural, My angel. Lo Mejor del Rol en Vivo. His Name is The Doctor. The one. Dos corazones, un destino y no necesitan más. Piensalo, ...
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I'm back for Christmas - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya
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Night on the Sun. I'm back for Christmas - Mi magia es sólo un poco diferente a la tuya. Hacemos magia tú y yo? Tú piensas que no es magia lo que te mantiene con vida? Solo por que entiendes la mecánica de como algo funciona, eso no lo hace nada menos que un milagro, esta es sola otra palabra para magia. Todos nos mantenemos con vida con magia. Denisse, el demonio de Supertanural, My angel. Lo Mejor del Rol en Vivo. His Name is The Doctor. The one. Dos corazones, un destino y no necesitan más. On Decembe...
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Me encanta - ehiztari
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August 5th, 2013 (09:51 am). Aire nuevo para mediio siglo. De la serie y del actor: Peter Capaldi tiene 55). Me alegro porque esta apuesta tan inesperada parece que garantiza un giro de timón (ya iba siendo hora) y, sobre todo, porque ahora tendremos un actor sólido, capaz de transmitir de nuevo el magnetismo del personaje, algo que estábamos perdiendo a chorros con Matt Smith. Y me encantan estas palabras de Peter Capaldi que he leído en Basura and TV. Posted by: The cooler queen (. Posted by: ehiztari (.
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Mercado de ideas - Luciela's Party of Madness
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Mercado de ideas - Lucielas Party of Madness. Who will believe my verse in time to come,. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb. Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,. And in fresh numbers number all your graces,. The age to come would say 'This poet lies;. Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,. And stretched metre of an antique song:.
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Para mí, sois perfectos - Luciela's Party of Madness
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Para mí, sois perfectos - Lucielas Party of Madness. Who will believe my verse in time to come,. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb. Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,. And in fresh numbers number all your graces,. The age to come would say 'This poet lies;. Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,. Mdash; (no subject). Examenes o e...
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SPN 6x04: *_______* - Luciela's Party of Madness
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SPN 6x04: * * - Lucielas Party of Madness. Who will believe my verse in time to come,. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb. Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,. And in fresh numbers number all your graces,. The age to come would say 'This poet lies;. Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,. And your true rights be term'd a poet's rage.
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Un, dos, tres, probando... (Series) - Luciela's Party of Madness
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Un, dos, tres, probando. (Series) - Lucielas Party of Madness. Who will believe my verse in time to come,. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb. Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,. And in fresh numbers number all your graces,. The age to come would say 'This poet lies;. Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,. Mdash; (no subject).
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Back to Supernatural - Luciela's Party of Madness
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Back to Supernatural - Lucielas Party of Madness. Who will believe my verse in time to come,. If it were fill'd with your most high deserts? Though yet heaven knows it is but as a tomb. Which hides your life, and shows not half your parts. If I could write the beauty of your eyes,. And in fresh numbers number all your graces,. The age to come would say 'This poet lies;. Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'. So should my papers, yellow'd with their age,. Mdash; (no subject). Fieles a la roja.
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