Mayday, mayday

Look but don’t,
Don’t touch the dead,
Look but don’t,
The dead in bed,

Don’t help,
Don’t care,
Don’t pity,
Don’t pray,

Don’t loose your time,
On an easy prey,

For he has chosen
Not to live no more,
For he has chosen,
The final score…

Look but don’t,
Don’t touch
the dead,
Is dead.

Mud on white,

Tonight,

Lady of all dreams,
Lady of his screams,
What if you try,
if you only try,

Not to stain that white,
Only for one night,

Tonight.

Cross my heart,

Did anybody ever cross your mind...

and...

hoped to die, there?

anybody else but me,

my heart?

The story of my lies

Once upon a time.

Twice upon a time..

All the time...

Till the end of time,

my time.

Directions

Write?

Nothing.

Left?

Nothing.

Nothing left to right,

now...

Egoiste... mee, "what about" vous?

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Le lac resta un moment sans rien dire.

Puis :

"Je pleure pour Narcisse, mais je ne m'étais jamais aperçu que Narcisse était beau. Je pleure pour Narcisse parce que, chaque fois qu'il se penchait sur mes rives, je pouvais voir, au fond de ses yeux, le reflet de ma propre beauté".


... doesn't it all fall under the same category?

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