Aucun acharnement monomaniaque dans nos postures, juste des seringues de rappels face à vos dénis quotidiens. Avant que les poinçons ne prennent le relais. Parce que vos gueules ternes sont autant de miroirs où nos reflets s"estompent, parce que vos serments s"éventent bien avant toute amorce d"espoir. Votre phobie du tangible ne rachète rien, encore moins notre perdition.
"No monomaniac tenacity in our positions, just reminding syringes against your daily denials. Before the punches take over. Because your dull faces are so many mirrors in which our reflections fades, because your oaths fade before any hope begins. Your phobia of the tangible doesn"t buy anything, even less our perdition."
"No monomaniac tenacity in our positions, just reminding syringes against your daily denials. Before the punches take over. Because your dull faces are so many mirrors in which our reflections fades, because your oaths fade before any hope begins. Your phobia of the tangible doesn"t buy anything, even less our perdition."