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VIII I XΦορούσες κάτι πένθιμα μωβ υφάσματα το ιώδες σχήμα της κηδείας μας κι οι γραμμές τους στο σώμα σου χαρταετός  VIII I X


uprising marionettesThis is how I like to playuprising marionettes
Now that your heart is at my command
I can make it dance with just a move
I can slowly torture you, bite you until you die bleeding
And then release you and give you wings to escape
I can make you red and green and blue
I am victorious


so close your eyesit was when the sun radiated heat, heat, heat (not the dirty one), the one of cities with cars and smog and fireworks (in midday), the one with red skies, dust in the eyes, hope. (the theatre of the neighborhood looked so strange with all the handmade seats) The gray smoke melted in the infected air and the perfumes. And I wanted to cry, I was happy, and I wanted to beg youso close your eyes
Save me don't go now stay home another week come back let's lie down on the sand in a deserted beach and the talk about stuff we always talk about don't change now don't leave don't leave me
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It was when

| (#) I could float here forever in this room we can't touch the floor (#) |
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Niepokój rośnie w moich snach
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Per aspera ad Astra
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Be you own hero.
Be your own saviour.
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~» ◊ And when He falleth, He falleth like Lucifer: ne'er to ascend again. ◊«~
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Per aspera ad Astra
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Pictures everywhere. On paper, in the eyes, in frames, inside the soul. Moments frozen in time. Forever they will last. Do not believe. Do not believe.
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Touché my friend, touché..
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Pacta Sunt Servanda
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