- 30 nov. 2019, 05:47
#228065
"Like dust dissolving in a water
Too deep, too cold, too dark
I paint a pale imitation of happiness
With the weak brushes of
Passing desires
I portray the thousand pale signs
And the thousand bright years
Wasted after the illusion
Of a no meaning life
While everything disappears
Like a child begging for mercy
I close my eyes and save
A last prayer for nothing"
Donner, c'est donner. Et repeindre ses volets.