Mooka

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I'm more dumb than a fish with autism




Walking by the wall
(Shy one) the shadows will not fall
(Shy one) is silently ignored
(Quiet one) discouraged by the noise
(Quiet one) living without choice
(Quiet one) is a life without a voice

When you can't even say my name
Has the memory gone? Are you feeling numb?
Go and call my name
I can't play this game, so I ask again
Will you say my name?
Has the memory gone? Are you feeling numb?
Or have I become invisible?

that dreamers wish away
(Hindsight) is falling on my face
(Highlights) the shape of my disgrace

When you don't hear a word I say
As the talking goes, it's a one-way flow
No fault, no blame
Has the memory gone? Are you feeling numb?
And have I become invisible?

And no one hears a word they say
Has the memory gone? Are you feeling numb?
Not a word they say
But a voiceless crowd isn't backing down
When the air turns red
With their loaded hesitation
Can you say my name?
Has the memory gone? Are you feeling numb?
Have we all become invisible?
































“All I have is pain. I want nothing more than that. Pain has been faithful to me and remains the same even now. Even when my soul wanders to the bottom of the abyss, pain always sits by my side and protects me. How can I blame pain... Ah, Pain, I have finally come to respect you because you will never leave me. I now know you. That you are beautiful just by existing. You resemble the person who never left the hearth of my poor heart. My pain, “You are sweeter than a lover whom I love more than any other lover... I know that even on the day when I am about to die, you will come deep into my heart and lie down with me...”

Roland - Library Of Ruina


Ehm actually :nerd:, Francis Jammes
Prière pour aimer la douleur
Le Deuil des primevères : 1898-1900, Mercure de France, 1920 (13e éd.) (p. 179-180).




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