à force de se foutre en l'air on finira par atteindre le septième ciel.
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voltairement by holecoeur
voltairement
God is dead, - said Nietzsche. In a land of desolation and ghosts You were an angel. Like every other crea...
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Cocaine Bittersweet  by holecoeur
Cocaine Bittersweet
"What have you done to me?", he sightly asked. "I took the part of you which I missed", t...
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emerald bittersweet by holecoeur
emerald bittersweet
Quand se cacher sous la couette ne suffit plus. Car rien n'est paix, amour et tendresse, Les démons sont deho...
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