et si tu crois encore qu'on peut
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You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise, you’re spilling like an overflowing sink. You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece and now i’m tearing through the pages and the ink. Everything is b l u e : his pills, his hands, his jeans and now i’m covered in the colors pull apart at the seams and it's b l u e. Everything is grey : his hair, his smoke, his dreams and now he's so devoid of color, he don’t know what it means. And he's b l u e.
Dim 26 Nov - 1:10
Itô Takeshi
EMOJIS MOBILE 12:00
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TEXTING: TAKESHI
i lost my phone
and my cigs
and my mind
ENVOYER LE MESSAGE ...
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