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• Artiste: Ylid
• Titre: My Corridors
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Let us creep through broken walls Of mortar, concrete and wool Into shell-rich air of howling cries To drag our brothers to safety So that they may die in the shade Tongues drowning in the breeze Their waning gaze follows the trailing blaze No last words, no, only a wheeze I was alone I would have stayed in Lowered my head Under water The case is closed Storing the body Our child of Destructive will Sleeping late into the morning Licking my sheets Holding my breath Until you join me Carry me through my corridors Unto the morgue, of polythene walls Deny the elderly a final smile They will die with a poor image of youth Despite their withered ears And unruly hair They remain impervious: Disgusted and intimidated of the truth