Flash of certain months of fight
Strick back all over your leaves
Flashback moments of terror
Cramp down my stomach bread
This elevation of senses
Jesus in my left hand
Part of You in my bodysuit
Discovered faculties never imagined before
With you
Take a treatment, forever let’s see?
Things of this " so-called chaos "
Frightened for has while
I battled them
' Cause I looked forward and seen a different way of loving.
Was it programmed?
God,
What will be my next, this close future
Stuck in my imagination
This ability to move my vision of things
Glasses won’ t change a thing
I could let it go
I control myself
Music heat gets high
I feel heat spreading over my body
Expanding all over the room
With transmission machines
Everything got down
Technical crash
lundi 21 mars 2011
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