when we're high up in the air

you're always around

holding my hand saying we're not that

far from the ground

if we fall, it'll be ok

then i fall, and it's not ok

she says she's learning to swim, but

she's really learning to drown

it's the only way her last lost true

love can be found

deep currents take her away

underwater, she'll find the way



Moi, j'avais jamais rien dit. Rien

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