Reload(un)Fortunately for some of us…it doesn’t.
Sleep well my flame..
My Dawn
--Haven--Haven’t tasted anything for so long the feeling of pleasure is long gone--Haven--
The touch of another skin, the scent of another sin, are memories that linger inside and with each bounce hammer my mind
Committing myself to solitude Changing my original course You can’t expect any gratitude For spoiling my personality truce
Haven’t said anything for so long The feeling of understanding is long gone
Like a cross without the nails A fish without its scales A man with no tales Carrying the face of disgrace Haven’t
The Spirit of SolitudeOnce I was a boy Loosing myself through the trees Would hunt my own dream amongst the shadows And dare the wolf to face my nobilityThe Spirit of Solitude
I explored the many ways of human nature I walked in the shade Followed the path to the skull And entered the hut without contempt
I traded my virginity with a witch For a moment of consuming peace She gave me this potion
Which I had to drink every day Never (to) forget
One year had passed since the last trade Trying to pull my innocence from the grave The black sky would pour its rage on me Burni
It's Hot
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trying to take over the world.
Please don't check out this extremely dangerous link: [link]
eixa kairo na dw sxolio mou me to palio mou account
imoun i [link]
na sai kala kai se euxaristw gia ta kala sou logia
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I've got a strong urge to fly, but I've got nowhere to fly to.
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"Kserw pws pote de simadevoune sta podia
Sto mialo einai o Stoxos,
to nou sou e?"
Htan o kaliteros tropos na moy grapseis kai to ipopsiastika proxthes ap ta legomena soy giati oles tis fores poy skeftika na sou grapsw, na soy pw geia, mia kalimera isws htan aftos...
kalimera (isws)
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"Kserw pws pote de simadevoune sta podia
Sto mialo einai o Stoxos,
to nou sou e?"
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I thank my God upon every remembrance of you.
(Phil. 1:3);
Find the home where you belong;
With Fate is the third poem in a short series of mine, sooo I think it might make make more sense if you check out the previous two and the next few that I'll be submitting this week in that same series..
Thanks again for the fav, and I'll be sure to check out your stuff as well!
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I thank my God upon every remembrance of you.
(Phil. 1:3);
Find the home where you belong;
Aloga mavra ,thiasos ippodromou, pernane
oi skepseis mou twra, fevgontas th mastiga tou logou.
Ki eimai enas klooun tragikos, pou oi anthrwpoi tha doune
na paizei, na sintrivetai me thn oplh tou alogou.
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"Kserw pws pote de simadevoune sta podia
Sto mialo einai o Stoxos,
to nou sou e?"
afise na sou embistefthw thn istoria mou:
Melagxolikos ths zwhs anemos eimai
pou nixtothika ki apomeina s ena xthes analgito.
Ela loipon, kai me ta matia sou,
pou 'nai kataxnia k enastrwsh
to sithambo kai to prwh
se mia allwkoth sigklish
anasteile th nikta mou.
Ela.
Ki as einai moiraio pws argotera,
otan anamesa mas tha anadevetai
s anipoforh megenthisi,
to mistiko mas adisopito
-pws simerinoi eimaste kai ksenoi-
me ton ipovolea ths pikras mou
pampalaio katevodio tha apaggeilw pali
stis wres tis ageroxes,
pou anevasmenes sth sxedia tou anekklhtou
pros ena adifago avrio tha lamnoun.
.........stefanoulh mou afto gia apopse apo mena ..........
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"Kserw pws pote de simadevoune sta podia
Sto mialo einai o Stoxos,
to nou sou e?"
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