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Oculi
Poems
Nov 2017
Le désordre, c'est moi. Je sonne les cloches
I screamed at the top of my lungs
My body was on the pavement, strung
Out deeper than the night, skies
Are filled with stars as he dies.
He was part of me, all that's left.
I'm now a body of bones here bereft.
I scream, I scream, I screamed.
No blood left, my soul upwards beamed.
Bells chime...
Le désordre c'est moi.
I come to die...
Je sonnes les cloches...
I'm taking you all with me.
#death
#chaos
#bells
#french
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Oculi
23/F
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