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â â never be so polite you forget your power. â
ãðððŠðð ð€ð ððð¡ ððð ð¡ ðð ð¡ðððð ððð¡ððð.ã
donât ask questions you really donât want to know the answer to.
✠ᎠÊÊáŽáŽ ᎠsáŽáŽÊ
Me volvà de sal, de noche y silencio para después abismarme en tus ojos
â ð¯e cÉn ððð everything. ThÉtâs his curseâ
âÎήÏÏε Ïη ζÏή ÏαΜ Μα ήÏαΜ Όια ÏεÏιÏÎÏεια.â
ÌÌ CáŽÉŽÒɪáŽ
áŽÉŽáŽáŽ ɪs ÊɪáŽáŽ ᎠáŽ
ÊáŽÉ¢áŽÉŽ ᎡÊáŽÊáŽï¹ ÒáŽÊ áŽáŽ áŽÊÊ ÊáŽáŽáŽ
áŽáŽáŽ áŽÒÒï¹ áŽáŽ¡áŽ áŽáŽÊᎠÊáŽáŽáŽ
s É¢ÊáŽáŽ¡ ÊáŽáŽáŽ.
ðð£ðð && ðððððððð¡
âmy crows will gouge out your eyes. â
All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus. Donât stand there watching me, follow me, show me what you can do.
âàº°ÉªÒ áŽÊáŽÊ áŽÊᎠáŽáŽÉŽsáŽáŽÊs sᎠáŽáŽ ɪ.
âðš'ð ð»ðŒð ðððŸ ððð¡ðâ ððð ððºðð ðð ððŸðð ðððð.â
Your name is a ð ÍðšÍð¥ÍðÍðÍð§Í ðÍðÍð¥Íð¥ hung in my heart. I would ððððð ððŠ ððððŠ to pieces to call you once by your name.
ËËË sometimes dark ËË
ã La ðŠð®ðð«ðð nos convierte a todos en ð¡ðð«ðŠðð§ðšð¬. ã
ââ ððð°ð²ð¶ðŠð¯ð€ðŠ ðªðŽ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ð°ðŠðµð³ðº ð°ð§ ð±ð³ð°ðŽðŠ.
ã Like ððð®ð¿ð on a cloudy ð»ð¶ðŽðµð.ã
â¹ ðáŽáŽáŽ áŽsᎠÒáŽÊáŽÊᎠâº
The stronger the emotion, the stronger the magic.
ãð can either ðððð you or ððððð you, so donât piss me off. ã
âð¶ððºð ðð ððð ð¿ðð ðððŸ ðµð²ð®ð¿ð, ðð ðºð
ððºðð ðððð ð¿ðð ðððŸ ð®ð¿ð.ââ
ãLa É¢ÊáŽáŽáŽ peut également ðððÌððð.ã
Si vienes a hacerme la del ángel caÃdo del cielo, prueba con otra, que yo nunca me caigo de mi escoba.
and the ððððð'ð flow in my veins
â ¿Me aplastará el bien por hacer el mal o el mal por hacer el bien?
Iâve been told to get you ð°ð§ð§ my mind but I hope I never lose the ðÍð§ÍðªÍðÍðšÍðÍðš that you left behind.
ððððð'ð ðð ððððððð ððððððð ð
ðððð?
the one that ð»ðŒð¯ðŒð±ð ðð®ð»ðð²ð±
Y si miras mucho tiempo al abismo, el ð®ð¯ð¶ððºðŒ concluirá por mirar dentro de ti.
âð£ðšðð ð ððšð¢ð§ ððš ð²ðšð®ð« ð°ð¢ððð¡ðð«â
ð¡ðð« ð©ðð«ðð§ðð¬ ð°ðð«ð ð¬ð§ðð€ðð¬âŠ â â â â â â ðð§ð ð¡ðð« ? â â â â â â ð¬ð¡ðâð¬ ð ð¡ðð¥ð¥ ðšð ð ðŠðð¬ð¬, ðð§ð ð ð¥ð¢ðšð§ðð¬ð¬.
ððððð¡ðððð ððð ð€ð ðððð ðð ð ðððððð ð¡ð ðððððð£ð ðð ð¢ð .â
â Beat back those bludgers, boys, and chuck that quaffle here. â
⺠So if diva means giving your best, then yes, I guess I am a ð
ððð.
ð âââððºðððððŸðð ðð ðððŸ ððºððŸ ððððŒðŸ ðºð ððŸðœ ð»ðððððð á
â she was a rose in the hands of those who had no intention of keeping her. â
poetry is the lifeblood of rebellion, revolution, and the raising of consciousness.
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