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Seul dans la nuit
Blessée et ajeûni
Des pleures remplies
le visage d'eau bénie
Chantant la misère
Trouvée dans le fond d'la chair
Déchirée d'une mère
Volant de tout esprit
À jamais je m'ennuie
De toi, mon chérie.
 

If I were to die today would I see pink skies or black clouds?
If I were to breathe my last breath would it be peaceful or suffering?
If I set foot on this earth for the last time would I walk or run away?
If I were to touch one last thing would I feel or manipulate it?
If I were to kiss one last person, would it be my lover or my ennemy?
If I were to taste one last time, would it be sweet or bitter?
If I were to think my last thought would it be inspiring or heartbreaking?
If I died tomorrow...
would it be peaceful?
 
 

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Pink skies enclosed the colorful world.

The red roses reflected his feelings

While the purple water drifted along the blue grass.

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