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#roma
my mother insists she was never a witch but she gave me a bag of amethyst, sunstones, citrine
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 9:43 AM UTC
traditions passed on
Quando sparisco ti sembra tutto calmo ma è una calma apparente! Tu credi io sia morta che mi hai persa per sempre.. ma se guardassi oltre l’apparenza, vedresti un angelo che nella notte piange lacrime nere e raffina la tecnica, affila il coltello per conficcartelo in testa. Non preoccuparti che poi tanto l’altra me verrà a portarti un fiore sulla tua tomba e cambiando ancora anima, allontandosi si volterà ridendo compiaciuta del delitto che ha commesso perchè infondo ti avrá restituito addosso il male che tu le hai fatto dentro!
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 5:17 AM UTC
Calma apparente
When I disappear everything seems calm but it’s an apparent calm! You believe I'm dead that you've lost me forever .. but if you look beyond appearance, you would see an angel in the night cries black tears and refines the technique, sharpen the knife to stick it on your head. Don’t worry that then the other me so much he will come and bring you a flower on your grave and still changing soul, moving away he will turn laughing pleased with the crime he committed because infusion will have returned to you the evil you did in it!
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Dec 5, 2018
Dec 5, 2018 at 12:02 PM UTC
Apparent calm