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Thinking of what I'm feeling right now.
This music of brakes and blurred voices...
I thouht I knew my own mind.
But it seemed I just left it behind.

It was unknown how did I paint the crow
But I fell in the pieces of my tragedies.
My memories...
They lasted long.

Cut now, my friend this is just flesh.
The soulcut hurts more.
I can be no more,
I grew up, my friend.
How strange it can be?
I learned how to live.
the joy disappeared.

These lights were my own home.
And these walls warmed me so cold.
All I knew were those streets
And the feeling of warm flesh in my mouth.

Blood runed from station to station.
The corner was dirty and home-like.
I died in your tombs, Paris.
And I never felt more joyful.

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