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Washed the dreams I have created,
Burning the flesh I have consumed,
And all is gone, under the ashes of life.
I see myself drowning,
Into the dust of my decay.
My mind is crawling, murdering my faith in me.
The mood of life is leaving me ;
The moon wounds my eyes ;
And the sky is overwhelming my corpse.
I cease breathing,
And let the stars invade me.
Now it's done, my vision is growing darker,
All is bleak and gloom.
I mourn myself.

Lavés les rêves que j'ai créé,
Brûlant la chaire que j'ai consommée,
Et tout s'en va, sous les cendres de la vie.
Je me vois me noyer,
Dans les poussières de ma décadence.
Mon esprit rampe, meurtrissant ma foi en moi.
L'humeur de la vie me quitte ;
La lune blesse mes yeux ;
Et le ciel écrase mon cadavre.
Je cesse de respirer,
Et laisse les étoiles m'envahirent.
Maintenant tout est fait, ma vision est de plus en plus sombre,
Tout est morne et lugubre.
Je porte mon deuil.
un de mes textes
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Belatucradus Featured By Owner May 21, 2010
hmm...very nice, it spreads the feeling/atmosphere of death and deep depression.
CarvedIntoMySoul Featured By Owner May 19, 2010
This is precise to the point and hits hard. Masterful. :trophy:
thanks =)
Morphine-Cloud Featured By Owner May 19, 2010
Un de tes meilleurs....
oh merci =)
Morphine-Cloud Featured By Owner May 19, 2010
De rien...
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