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A Low Light

Per aspera ad astra

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Never again

And once again you're letting me down After I did everything to lift you up You spread your wings, you learnt to fly And now you're leaving me in the mud I thought it would be different I thought I could make it work But you keep on pushing till I break...

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Un chapeau pas comme les autres

Je suis un chapeau pas comme les autres ; Je ne protège pas du soleil, Je ne suis pas fait de paille Je suis à nul autre pareil. Je peux être de toutes les étoffes Et souvent je suis coloré Jaune, orange, vermillon, rose poudré Je couvre sa caboche hiver...

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My proudest tattoo

I'm ready for the storms, And black ice and pouring rain I'm ready for the mess and hitting rock bottom again I'm ready for the screams and I'm ready for the pain As long as I can rest my head between your hands Cause I'm changing in the best way I'm...

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Home, bitter home

Sometimes you find home In the strangest things In the leaned railway tracks In the way a bell rings In a place you sure don't belong But where you've learnt All your favourite songs In the names carved on the tree In the colour of the city In the small...

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Les jours meilleurs

You know I love you more than words can say... But I had to try anyway. May your days be merry, honey ❤️ You say "This shirt has never been so beautifully worn" And I can hear the smile behind your whisper I tease "too bad it's going to be torn", So you...

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The edge

I feel like life - living? - is on a break right now. I do not sleep yet I do not feel tired, I do not eat yet I do not feel hungry, I run and my heart doesn't speed up, I walk endlessly and my muscles do not warm up. I had a tattoo and didn't feel the...

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Un chausson aux pommes.

A la lumière de ce beau matin lavé de soleil, il reste longuement sur le trottoir, dans l'odeur du café qui se mêle à l'air frais. Il hésite, se balance d'une jambe sur l'autre, regarde la poignée de la porte, pivote sur lui-même, fixe les pavés, puis...

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Memories

J'ai acheté des fleurs de toutes sortes, de toutes formes, de toutes les couleurs que Tu aimais Mais toutes mornes - Toutes les fleurs sont mornes depuis le mois de mai. J'ai voulu égayer Ta lourde Pierre rose et froide comme si je pouvais remédier à...

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On your mind

Take a second let me introduce myself I'm the one that will get you high the best My scent is your fav and my taste is what you'll like I'll take you up to parties in some dead end streets I'll make you look cool and you'll soon believe That I am the...

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Healing our younger selves

It was the best of towns, the coldest night I rolled the dice and won your heart But I didn't mean it And we didn't want it Your red plaid shirt was way too big You hair was down and I was weak But we went as we weren't Across the current You fell for...

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