what do i do when am angry:

I play Grace Jones
over and over and over and over and over and over again….
loud, louder really louder

thing is; i have been doing this the last two days and ahalf

today being the half


<;
Strange
I’ve seen that face before

Seen him hanging ’round my door.
Like a hawk stealing for the prey

Like the night
waiting for the day.
Strange
he shadows me back home

Footsteps echo on the stone.
Rainy nights and
hustling boulevards

Parisian music
tripping from the
bars.
Tu cherches quoi?
Rencontrer la mort?
Tu te prends pour qui
Toi aussi tu detestes la vie.
Dancing by the restaurants

Home with anyone you want.
Strange
he’s standing there below

Staring eyes thrill
me to the bone.
Dans sa chambre
Joelle et sa valise.
Elle regarde ses fringues
Sur les murs des photos
Sans regret
sans melo.
La porte est claquee

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