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7 mars 2010

One shot.

If you are my only reason to keep on living, let's say you are my primary reason, to keep on fightingPicture me inside a maze, this very maze of my brain and soul, with never-ending lanes, throughout Time & SpaceWithout dime or pace, without line or faceNothing...
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7 mars 2010

This is it.

Back when I was younger, living with my motherSeldom seen my father but never been a youngster, had to grow up fasterHad to watch my behavior closer, had to be cleverEventually had a step-brother, and a step-sisterThough my family, throughout the years,...
7 mars 2010

Invocation.

Je marche paisiblement sur un trottoir gelé du mois de janvier. Autour de moi, la vie est lasse. Les oiseaux ne chantent plus, ni ne sortent. Les voitures, frileuses, se font de plus en plus rares, et même les gens s'enferment chez eux, au chaud.Seul...
7 mars 2010

Titleless.

Street blame, rêves de bohème assoupisExtinguir, la flamme crépitante qui parcourt leurs nuits sauvagesIl s'agit d'un simple, sojourn throughout my Lackluster TalesLaissez-vous aller, Death has left our shining room, saturated with astonished angelsHere...
7 mars 2010

Let them be.

Paint their faithful wings, stuck in a hearseTear apart the self-conscious nurseBlame their insanity, they tried to escape their destinyBut ended up at the feet of blasphemy You can picture them now, the sour victoriesBetween Good & Evil, they lay out...
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7 mars 2010

Trespass.

Je danseAvec les lettres,Les mots, Le sens, La Vie,La Mort, Le plaisir,L'amertume,La pluie,Mais aussi le Soleil Œil éternel qui fixe le cul de ma bouteille. © 2009-2010 Emmanuel BIGOU-BEC
7 mars 2010

Word up !

Les saisons sont mortes, long buried and forsakenLes auteurs s'élèvent et sévissent, throughout the sacred and untold rhymesUne Transe-En-Danse, soaking in purple wavesD'abord animés, puis désarticulés, they wander around the hellish lane. © 2009-2010...
8 mars 2010

I describe, therefore I am.

Tangible tension, saturating the heavy cosmic atmosphere of Ochre Ancient finger mark affixed on a tainted rocky glass, where planets used to stare, so their face would take form, throughout the milky mountains and clumsy snow. © 2009-2010 Emmanuel B...
7 mars 2010

Twice upon a time ...

They got real.
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