youlookgoodlikethat: Priscilla CW On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb. —James Beattie, The Hermit, Stanza 6. Last lines.
youlookgoodlikethat: Priscilla CW On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending, And beauty immortal awakes from the tomb. —James Beattie, The Hermit, Stanza 6. Last lines.
