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SCARS
From my lips have felt
Fragments of rusty claws
Their bitterness stayed on my tongue
Have opened again my injuries
Dreams of cellulo? which passes now
Tattoo four letters on my closed again
scars
A melody dances in a mess
In a rythm that starts to move
On a broken error's button
Without realizing it, I carried on being
in pain
I look back and I dance on a colourness
brilliance
In this poem without start or end, let's
exchange a kiss
Your profile will vanish in the wind
I want to tear you to shreds and to open
your injuries
Your broken melody won't pass me anymore
You make me disappearing, even if I
shout
Tomorrow I will put on again the same
shadow
My prayers don't mingle with
My poems
Which will never talk anymore
About the days
When we have understood each other
The voice that repeats the poem crying
in the bottom of my ears
Breaks my heart
Love brilliant scars
Paint brilliant tomorrow
Sing brilliant song for myself
Tomorrow's landscape we have hoped
Have cleared fortunately in the purple
fragrances
I can't wait for my tomorrows that now
open white
If I would open my eyes
You would grab my hair with your hand
from the back
Your broken melody won't pass me anymore
Your distorted melody
Will just carry on
Reverberating into me
Dead poem's still alive
Dead poem's still alive into me
Dead poem's still screaming
Dead poem's still screaming into me
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