Anne's beautiful story
Modern cacophony
Maybe even yours
Receptions in her living room
Invitations
Friends, husband
Long nights spent
Forgotten, cuddled
Reunions.' the opportunities
Understand ch'ri
Well it's going to happen
Long nights spent
The office
The job
Always more absent
The bed is big
Alone
Without reasons
Ch'ri
Boredom
The truth
A letter
Her friend
Her husband
They share the same bed
She leaves, suitcase in hand, one evening
Her head above the black water
At the age of a soul in pain
They take advantage of her misery
She lets in those sent from heaven
In the fog she lets herself be drunk on their promises
br/>They will help him get out of his distress
J'hovah, what am I without you, j'hovah
Death
Suicide
D 'leave
You who look at my home
A sect offered it to me
I didn't wake up
Because the tower didn't have me guard

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