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Assomption
Published Feb 7, 2022
Updated Feb 7, 2022
Culture
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Culture
Published Feb 7, 2022
Updated Feb 7, 2022
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Que les anges m’emportent,
J’ai pas trouvé ma place.
Ma joie à jamais morte,
Quand on me regarde en face.
Plus aucunes émotions,
Ni même aucuns frissons.
Dans ce mélange de haine,
De pleures et de bohème.
Des cicatrices au cœur,
Rien ne peut me consoler.
C’est triste mais j’ai plus peur,
Laissez moi m’envoler.
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