Dark City

Boredom awaits you
Throughout the years
When you get up to the hill,
There is fear that invades
The little child who walk up.
You would be afraid for your-self.
That's normal you are in the devil's regn 
In an hell urban jungle.
You are sailing in a hatred sea
You may feel as you 're in hell
Even if the black & white of the photo
Is as pretty as in a movie
It's just pur swindle art
That's bichromy colors 
should be inside the hearts.
It's du to a millinary quarels
Here and there all over the lands
Hatred spreads its gray seeds 
like a cursed rain

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