I am Guy de Maupassant the eternal passer- by .
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Don\'t wait for my tonight .
Because the night will be black and white
like a spot of boredom in the void .
My gnawed soul will finally be released
as dawn approaches ,the animal asleep .
I \'ll hang a garrote on the whore\'s smile ...
Old lantern street ...
The green mirror of my booze
masking the decomposed everyday\'s life mouth
who feeds on my soul ...
Spectrum that wears the mask of my face
where the bubonic flowers of my vices,bloom ...
Does he pursue me ,begging, to put an end
to it\'s non living torments ?
I caress the boobs of this cold skeletton
that will bring no appeasement ...
Traveler from nowhere to another war ,
who has only his folly to offer to the composter ...
But i\'ts alway there and now ,
in the suspicious eye of the fish in the aquarium
who life diary is well authenticated ....
I am Guy de Maupassant the eternal passer - by .
Old lantern street ,
I am going to hang a rope on a grid ,
my wings will take off from the ground ...
Don\'t wait for me tonight .
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