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dreaming of my nightmares
laughing at my tears
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à terme l'illusion
de ce coeur égaré
terne désillusion
de mon corps écœuré
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days without pain
sun without rain
strength for the day
light for my way
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hey did you just tear off all the yellow flowers from my swollen ribcage?
Is it why I can't feel butterflies floating in my stomach anymore ?
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