Benoît Pioulard - Palimend
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- Benoît Pioulard
- Palimend
- Translation by: panzas
Palimend
Oh dusk intended silences & corners pulling yellow
With valleys for their styluses & graphics for her fellow
Our Sunday morning starknesses sang false endearing senses
A frame of preening darknesses made mortar for their fences
It is not over, you just don't know what you have done
When we�re nervous for all our sins in grainy wilted blessing
Deserved of whistling cardinal winds while gravity's redressing
Oh smokepure strain of meeknesses & deathly-bound allying
Too many little sweetnesses, so much life in denying
I always wanted you to know I never wanted you to go
Your savior dies in empire glow but never tries to let it show
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Publicado el: 2024-01-12 00:00:00 por panzas
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