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Maybe it’s your blood
That bleeds from your head.
I have felt it as a flood,
But your tears look like red.
You are hanging by a thread,
A thread torn and shredded.
You have cut our link shared:
Your retina bleeds on your head.
Heart Town is dead now.
You wander without hope.
Heart Town is dead now:
It was built on a slope.
Take me on your knees
Not to die by my diseases.
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Oui, de même quand j'écoute 'Married With Children', ça change...
Je t'ai ajouté :D !
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