Bruno Pelletier coeur en otage

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I see you again with your heart as a hostage paved with blows
since my passage
I can imagine your heart in absence running straight
straight into the hollow of the silence
You draw strange looks 'adversary
And you invent voluntary secrets
You whisper the torrent into your skin
There is nothing before you but the hope of an echo
You underestimate my hours of sentence
You rekindle my fears of deficiency
I sense my only chance elsewhere
My hours already no longer have a rhythm
You give me adversarial looks
And I invent voluntary secrets
I whisper the torrent into my skin
I'm the only one who wants to start from zero
br/>You paint yourself with adversarial looks
And you invent voluntary secrets
You whisper the torrent into your skin
There is nothing before you but hope of an echo

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