Hey, monsieur.
You smile to me
with your gentleness
with your gentleness
You touch me
like I am a new born baby
You love
me
Then I feel the world stops
breathing
But only in solitude I feel safe
Hey monsieur.
Sorry I was too naïve
Too naïve to believe
I could live without you
Hey monsieur.
Please bring my thorn and
forgive me.
I will only be remembered
With your bleeding hurt
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