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gothique et romantique

There are no more colors on the walls

Publié le 13 Mai 2014

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There are no more colors on the walls, nor on the cars. Weigh this cold which one endures before falling like a fruit wall. Vagueness with the heart carried by the waves of a time which lasts. I like this feeling which intertwines me, aggravates me. I like this shiver stronger than of reason. Insatiable, animal, one nothing fatal. Music of your whispered words. Their honey taste to the sweetened pearls. Crunched without the least regret.  On the jerked rhythm of a raucous voice fleeing of a glaucous bar. Carrying the made drunk body of the chance. Drunk to be itself stray too late. On the rails of an abandoned life. Strewn with grass pushing between the gravels. I like this feeling which intertwines me, aggravates me. To be still living even if I lie myself. Thinking that all will be like front. Manufacturing our world with bricks of our bodies loving us. Being reinforced tyrannical temptations carrying us. I like this shiver stronger than of reason. Evaporating higher than the planes plane. Your glance for radar. Your body for semaphore. Without another flight plan that a sea. Blue with the milky reflections. For happy plays. There are no more colors on the walls, nor on the cars. Weigh this cold which one endures before falling like a fruit wall. Remain the dream, I am sure. It belongs to us that it lasts. Also far the memories of this feeling pile up which intertwines me, twists me, aggravates me. In my body with the long-lived tentacles. Small triviums of our last feasts. In crumbs crash to pieces themselves then are erased not leaving a trace. I like this shiver stronger than of reason. Without turning in round. Without project, house where to pile up our abandonments. For the first time, there is no more law. Just right to be you and me. Removed from what encumbered us. In freedom all to throw. Without regretting, nor to cry. Just to be delighted that will come from other memories. At the moment when the chance will involve us on the station platform.

le sang de la nuit, la naissance de l'ange, decouvrez le dernier roman de steffan urell

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