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PINK JULLIEN
PINK JULLIEN
Inside Roare
I try to read from your gray eyes
where your blue has gone.
Why are you so ordinary, why have you no color.
The blue from under your eyelashes always shone,
pink face.
Why is everything suddenly dark,
gray like a wall.
Jullien you feel that I can endure,
Jullien you see what I will endure.
Your cold gaze, icy palms.
Jullien, I want to breathe on them.
And breathe. And live.
Pull you out of the cobwebs and say I love you.
Look into your eyes and get your blue.
And breathe, only for you.
Pink is the face I want to kiss.
And breathe, with you.
Jullien you feel that I can endure,
Jullien you see what I will endure.
Your cold gaze, icy palms.
Jullien, I want to breathe on them.
And breathe. And live.
Inside Roare
I try to read from your gray eyes
where your blue has gone.
Why are you so ordinary, why have you no color.
The blue from under your eyelashes always shone,
pink face.
Why is everything suddenly dark,
gray like a wall.
Jullien you feel that I can endure,
Jullien you see what I will endure.
Your cold gaze, icy palms.
Jullien, I want to breathe on them.
And breathe. And live.
Pull you out of the cobwebs and say I love you.
Look into your eyes and get your blue.
And breathe, only for you.
Pink is the face I want to kiss.
And breathe, with you.
Jullien you feel that I can endure,
Jullien you see what I will endure.
Your cold gaze, icy palms.
Jullien, I want to breathe on them.
And breathe. And live.
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