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Dad is here now, my little one
*In the dream*
(y f n)'s pov: "M-Mum stop it" I said weeping
Mother: "Shut up! You are to blame for all in my life! Because of you, I will die! Why were you to be like him!?" she said, throwing all her rage out onto me mercifully while slapping me further on my face.
(y f n): "Please someone help me! Please...!" I said yelled and screamed through my mind, begging for someone to stop this torture I'm in.
Suddenly, I found myself in a hug with some unknown man with curiously combed black hair, red eyes, and then I heard my mother screaming.
Sebastian: "Who said I play fair?" he said with a malicious look on his youthful face along with a dark smirk.
*Return to reality*
I woke up, and the first thing I saw was the home wrapped in the flames. My mom glared at me with the most irritate look that I have ever seen.
(y f n): "What happened?" I said through my thoughts. Then, my mother started hitting me mercilessly and painfully.
Mother: "Bastard child!" she screamed,
Before I can speakyou lap up the words that gather
at the corners of my mouth,
your hands lace up my spine like
some sinister corset--and suddenly,
you're breathing for both of us.
Pluie - PrintempsBitume + Pluie
Plâtre + Peinture
Béton + Air
C'est aussi l'alchimie de ma jeunesse
Déconstruite au gré des maisons que j'habite
Les forêts ensanglantées
Sinon à l'orée de quelques rêves
Tous mouillés chauds apeurés
J'ai peur dans ces forêts
Et sous la pluie de te trouver
Sans pouvoir te dire Je-T'Ai-Manqué