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Jan 2019
For fake people, fake smiles
I hide my tears behind my eyes
Sorry, my sad secrets slither
Anyway, sorrows flows like rivers

Chase my wish, burn it like it's a witch
To forget my pain, I drink it with bleach
Plaster my smile with red lipstick
A naive laugh starts with a click

Pink socks, eyes crying black mascara
Mascarade, blue kaleidoscopic art
Artistic way to show our dead brains
Brainless birds under the white rain

Crucified for fame, glowing gravestones
With an "amen" I put on my thorn crown
Freedom is hard, ignorance is simple
I'm a witch he's the devil.
Sorry, English is not my first language so it's pretty bad I'm not even sure all the words exist
Kalyopée
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Kalyopée  17/F/France
(17/F/France)   
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       Manuel Hutchinson, Perry and Fawn
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