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Mar 2013
i want to give you what lies inside

of me : a raw, dying hell cry

seeks its way to the Light



call it forth with a glance,

coax it with the force of your hand

submit myself to your whims



lay me down in the coldest cold

extract all of the dancing demons

that haunt this carbon frame



only in the most violent caress

can you set fire to the pulverized

ruins & rubble that cage me
La Jongleuse
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La Jongleuse  France
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