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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.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
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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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC
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