jeudi 18 décembre 2014

Suddenly in the spot
There's a melting pot
Of flavour and savour
Be will be our
All is fine
Not define
Definitly alive
More and above
Abortion of senses
There are nonsenses
Sensuality of death
Take a little breath
Breaking the wall
Not at all
No give up
I have hope
See you later
Much better
Darkness of the mood
Yhere's no blood
Beware, I think
All is pink
I'm just singing
Forget crying

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