xx1423xx. odi profanum vulgus et arceo.


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"odi profanum vulgus et arceo"
kiszki grają marsza
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a ja zazwyczaj piję do lustra [x]

I'm a princess cut from marble,smoother than a storm
And the scars that mark my body, they're silver and gold
My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones
It keeps my veins hot, the fire's found a home in me
I move through town, I'm quiet like a fight
And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie
People talk to me, but nothing ever hits home
People talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes
I'm done with it!
This is the start of how it all ends

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