Paroles de Hot Charm Blackout
that night, stars and their lower attitudegetting control on us across moments of poetry, were the first of a tragedy
flowers and bloody eloquence down over
the syndromes affection ends everything
purple was genocide (colour sugar) better count on-
shaking and echanting ourselfs like two-....
old chairs at an empty room
no charm at all, no love
just a broken consequence
no charm at all, no love
just a broken consequence
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