Dormir seul

Posted on November 20, 2015 by Guillaume Sire

Quand tu n’es pas là, le vide sous mon cœur tire la couverture à lui ; j’appuie ma tête au ventre d’un fantôme ; le crocodile du placard est réveillé ; il y a des bruits dans le couloir.

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