That pain is mine, not else's
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The pariah’s chant should be regre… The outcast song should be lament… The persecuted should have the voi… And yet, hummingbirds have no voic… Those hearts beats drumming like…
Such bliss such amazing honor Such sentiment, it is too much Narcotics anonymous, picked, a tra… My narcotics were not anonymous Cocaine, mdma alcohol after its an…
As the memory is the faculty of fo… But not all in all, the last remai… I say it is subjectively occurring When your doubts about yourself ar… As certitude has sadly ended
All of my Sorrows renewed Into unwanted tomorrows From the ashes of dream and desire Into little nothings of rage, emot… How small and insignificant our au…
The slytherin or the pussy, the re… Giving knowledge and fire to their… Praising for the death of a dubiou… Setting the stage for the real con… Not original, that’s an argument o…
My lack of love My fault ambitions It is not a song That fault is my curse Dancing from a sky after the storm
Grandma, I just want some more pi… Grandma, we never gonna say goodby… You never gonna die, I’ll study a… And find a seed of you to plant an… And we’ll eat brownies as the wint…
The second waltz, Dmitri Shostako… A montage, all assertions from art From Luchino’s Gatopardo to Joe… Maybe I should be using a world a… A plane made of fractals, Godel’s…
I had decided not to live with her, although I loved the girl Such nostalgia, alcoholism, even if the chest tightens past 17 years We danced until the temperana afternoon became wet daw...
All you had and cannot see, All they said you could be Down you meet the wild tide’s risi… At Mont Saint-Michel, hell in no… Seagull lover, can you say: that’s…
When we are lesser than caged bird… When the road was in high water The skies further an F5 tornado When our ground cracks its matter And subdue all around, I won’t st…
Loved and lost, it was a farewell, On the large backseat of my car Where our passion has gone too far I softly kissed her face and lips Knowing it was only a dream
Why choose a letter that dresses l… While waiting for the Galia chron… While quitting before feeling the… After a daylong walk, a strategic… This mad thing that lingers and cr…
I always had colours, stripes all… Pigmentation of future human gray… A mouthful of meat, fruit of cold… Despair of the weak, I had it fro… I always looked up to the midday s…