tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24231825826847992262024-02-02T11:22:06.022-08:00Μαυρο ΡοδοΜαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-8955959027704099852011-07-15T15:13:00.001-07:002011-07-15T15:13:55.269-07:00No salvation...<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Είμαι η κόλαση σου .ΚΑΙ ΤΟ ΞΕΡΕΙΣ! Καλά το ξέρεις ,το ήξερες από την πρώτη στιγμή που άρχισες να μου μιλάς. Δίκιο δεν έχω? ΕΧΩ! Ήξερες ότι θα με κυνηγάς<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>δεν θα με φτάνεις, θα σε αφήνω να με αγγίζεις αλλά δεν θα σε νιώθω, θα απαντώ στο κάλεσμα σου αλλά για λίγο. Ήξερες πως θα έχανες τον ύπνο σου για έμενα. Ήξερες πως θα στοίχειωνα τα όνειρα σου, μέχρι να<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ανοίξεις τα μάτια σου θα υπέφερες από έμενα. Μόνο από<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>ΕΜΕΝΑ! Είμαι ο εφιάλτης σου ,αυτό είμαι αλλά με θέλεις. ΠΟΛΥ ΜΕ ΘΕΛΕΙΣ! Ενώ ξέρεις ότι<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>σε καταστρέφω, σε κάνω να υποφέρεις .Σε ακολουθώ και σε κάνω να υποφέρεις. Προσπαθείς να με αποφύγεις, να φαίνεσαι δήθεν απόμακρος αλλά ξέρεις πολύ καλά πως μέσα σου υποφέρεις γιατί με θες! Όσο τίποτα άλλο! Σε καίω, σε πονάω, σε αρρωσταίνω<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>αλλά είμαι όλη σου η ζωή!</span>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-77761383950444595802011-07-14T02:58:00.000-07:002011-07-14T02:58:06.033-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYTKltYxXvftu4mU8wDU5M_jpBTLkxoHC5FlFLRQNPIiUp7zfFPMLZfHd7Z7arc0D2rkGfN7BHeeINedt-b9-J_qQIVgwljG_eJrb5MUrdoNmhDv-K3-SO_L3aOyIMRI5XDGzYZz2zVok/s1600/The_Sea_and_Broken_Wings_by_LuneBleu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYTKltYxXvftu4mU8wDU5M_jpBTLkxoHC5FlFLRQNPIiUp7zfFPMLZfHd7Z7arc0D2rkGfN7BHeeINedt-b9-J_qQIVgwljG_eJrb5MUrdoNmhDv-K3-SO_L3aOyIMRI5XDGzYZz2zVok/s320/The_Sea_and_Broken_Wings_by_LuneBleu.jpg" width="235" /></a></div><div class="ly" style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>For My Fallen Angel </strong></em></div><div class="ly" style="text-align: center;"><em><strong>(my dying bride)</strong></em><div class="ly" style="text-align: center;"><pre><em>As I draw up my breath
And silver fills my eyes
I kiss her still
For she will never rise
On my weak body
Lays her dying hand
Through those meadows of Heaven
Where we ran
Like a thief in the night</em></pre></div><div class="ly" style="text-align: center;"><pre><em>The wind blows so light
It wars with my tears
They won't dry for many years
Loves golden arrow
At her should have fled
And not Death ebon dart
To strike her dead</em></pre></div></div>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-29365467472292904222011-07-14T02:53:00.000-07:002011-07-14T02:53:03.598-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrOetdMMvZGo_7zV202CMpZ2kdpMeIlAWcMDKgJud42kUCilLguD9_l6QkI4fVw-mrrzMnoXst-ST-WwZZDa9fnrua1C8rYjc8FP2eU-iPYWxybtyTu2D_YaeDjRJDXECGjFjAMZ7NQc/s1600/39117_1455144910098_1577584433_31075575_7955385_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkrOetdMMvZGo_7zV202CMpZ2kdpMeIlAWcMDKgJud42kUCilLguD9_l6QkI4fVw-mrrzMnoXst-ST-WwZZDa9fnrua1C8rYjc8FP2eU-iPYWxybtyTu2D_YaeDjRJDXECGjFjAMZ7NQc/s320/39117_1455144910098_1577584433_31075575_7955385_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I love sea!!!!!Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-20859977970892265212011-07-14T02:48:00.000-07:002011-07-14T02:48:18.153-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpnBZX7cq2AodDK0hm8_cBcP_ssGhjgJ4j1Sx3FOaYZEOxxBbZDt-rsjPO3aBgEXOEzhWuILECDSEJLuTbXc4ikcfMXPvbLYEZr9lKXm_ldZFR8ynNxVGx3wHWrFo2qEkXmJrjwXIC5fw/s1600/P7122448.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpnBZX7cq2AodDK0hm8_cBcP_ssGhjgJ4j1Sx3FOaYZEOxxBbZDt-rsjPO3aBgEXOEzhWuILECDSEJLuTbXc4ikcfMXPvbLYEZr9lKXm_ldZFR8ynNxVGx3wHWrFo2qEkXmJrjwXIC5fw/s320/P7122448.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Αμοργος!2011..κατω από το νερό ..μοιάζω με θαλάσσιο κακό πλάσμα!! Χαχαχα<span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Amorgos 2011,Greece..under the sea ..i look like an evil sea creature!!haha </span></span></div>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-52651011371703983092011-07-13T06:11:00.000-07:002011-07-13T06:11:04.330-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0QrtDF6RV09fbBrO4235bVBX8_KxBlqCrz-ikBnUjnmi0fpqkAB8apSruses3p4HUDu0TsBstnyLhUS51fhArUKBDGC1lHTY3g04RrV7ot3o-nrU2Ow23FPWOocJuXiSqMhdQFMkiVcc/s1600/Goth3+-+%25CE%2591%25CE%25BD%25CF%2584%25CE%25AF%25CE%25B3%25CF%2581%25CE%25B1%25CF%2586%25CE%25BF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0QrtDF6RV09fbBrO4235bVBX8_KxBlqCrz-ikBnUjnmi0fpqkAB8apSruses3p4HUDu0TsBstnyLhUS51fhArUKBDGC1lHTY3g04RrV7ot3o-nrU2Ow23FPWOocJuXiSqMhdQFMkiVcc/s320/Goth3+-+%25CE%2591%25CE%25BD%25CF%2584%25CE%25AF%25CE%25B3%25CF%2581%25CE%25B1%25CF%2586%25CE%25BF.jpg" width="196" /></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;"><b><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #001745; font-family: "Segoe Script", "sans-serif"; font-size: 20pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EL;">Madrugada - Salt </span></b><span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: "Segoe Script", "sans-serif"; font-size: 20pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EL;"><br />
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No life, no life without a fall<br />
Now the wind has swept us all<br />
Down to this mission wall<br />
And the love, the love we pray to keep<br />
Has buried us so deep<br />
And me singing this same sad song<br />
How I fell into her arms<br />
Her warm and loving arms<br />
She said: You can never be free<br />
You can never be like me<br />
Now I'm a mad dog and I'll be<br />
Now you honey on my tree<br />
Whether sweet tomorrow<br />
In the mellow wallow<br />
Oh there's still time to borrow<br />
And in the mellow wallow, yeah<br />
We will never have it all<br />
Tonight I'm screaming at the wall<br />
Peel the paint of my window rail<br />
Touch, material has no choice<br />
Peel the paint off with my voice<br />
Curse this city's deplex song<br />
Now I'm sleeping on the floor<br />
Honey I'm soaking wet and<br />
Oh they're coming out, they're coming out, they're coming for me<br />
As long as we are free<br />
We'll be doomed to live and die<br />
Under the great suburban sky<br />
And I'll always holler<br />
In the mellow wallow<br />
Oh there's still time to borrow<br />
And in the mellow wallow<br />
Jesus<br />
<br />
Heaven, heaven head of hell<br />
You are treating me quite well<br />
Washed me up upon a shore<br />
Now I'm scratching down your door<br />
All the words become my hands<br />
Cold and broken on the floor<br />
Peeling gooseflesh off your back<br />
Pulling back your long black hair<br />
Now this beauty is my queen<br />
Skinny arms so very slow<br />
A perfume neck and a blanket so small<br />
Oh, what beauty, oh what bridge<br />
I will sleep tomorrow<br />
And in the mellow wallow<br />
Oh, there's still time to borrow<br />
And in the mellow wallow<br />
Oh, and I fall to be controlled<br />
Lost and swept away<br />
I will always wait it out<br />
Won't you listen now<br />
Let me sleep tomorrow inn<br />
We'll never have it all<br />
Now the wind has swept us all<br />
Down to this mission wall<br />
And see, the rhythm is your hand<br />
Speed the rhythm, speed the band<br />
This is the bright amphetamine sky <br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /></span><span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; font-family: "Segoe Script", "sans-serif"; font-size: 20pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EL;"></span></div>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-39629401107543803762011-07-13T06:06:00.000-07:002011-07-13T06:06:32.276-07:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNppGG71A-c">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNppGG71A-c</a>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-78168399604078991902011-07-13T06:05:00.001-07:002011-07-13T06:05:12.978-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ezWHmN3ahM7kgA9xUhNOEyy3TwlD0Nutlx2Yl-elI0bT6PHODyAcOYhF7hnnrfTe7C3Lsnk3p_t7VVi1V-GCzoWODKZQ6t-SspqDIEDNqvzB655Aeaq_KC1UEks3d4dKAAGkIEpL8AY/s1600/P7221798.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ezWHmN3ahM7kgA9xUhNOEyy3TwlD0Nutlx2Yl-elI0bT6PHODyAcOYhF7hnnrfTe7C3Lsnk3p_t7VVi1V-GCzoWODKZQ6t-SspqDIEDNqvzB655Aeaq_KC1UEks3d4dKAAGkIEpL8AY/s320/P7221798.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2423182582684799226.post-42937172072740984592011-07-13T06:03:00.001-07:002011-07-13T06:03:35.133-07:00<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none;"><span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">δεν θα καπνισω σημερα.οχι.τσιγαρο τελος.ουτε θα πιω,ουτε θα ξαναπαρω εκεινα τα χαπια.ποτε ξανα.και θα φυγω απο εδω,θα γυρισω πισω στους γονεις μου.ισως να με αγαπουν ακομα.ισως να μην με εχουν ξεχασει ακομα.το δωματιο μου αραγε θα ειναι οπως τοτε που εφυγα?ημουν μολις 15 χρονων κοριτσακι.εχουν περασει 8 χρονια απο την τελευταια φορα που ειδα τον ηλιο απο το μεγαλο παραθυρο του δωματιου μου.το θυμαμαι το παραθυρο εκεινο.ειχε και γαλαζιες κουρτινες με μικρα αστερακια πανω.περνουσα απειρες νυχτες σε εκεινο το παραθυρο,κοιτωντας τα αστερια.και τωρα τα κοιταζω.αλλα δεν ειναι το ιδιο.τωρα οταν τα κοιταζω δεν τα βλεπω καθαρα,παντα ειμαι ζαλισμενη απο το ποτο και απο τα χαπια.ολα αυτα που με πετανε στην κολαση 8 χρονια τωρα.θελω να γυρισω πισω.θελω την παλια μου ζωη.αυτη που παρατησα...</span></span></div>Μαυρο Ροδοhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12847310222808630330noreply@blogger.com0