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OH MY LOVE, WHEN DID ALL OUR BONES START TO BEND?
WE CARVED OURSELVES INTO WOODS.
The burning of us all.
For the leaves and the people who feel them fall.
Put me on a haunted attic and love me forever.
We all deserve to be lonely.
We almost...
Purple Fields.
SORROW,… FINALLY.
THE COUCH SESSIONS
the others
Who am i?
CONTACT Olivier Martens

OLIVIER MARTENS

Buy me before i'm famous.

Sell me before i'm nobody.

Or keep me, come dark with me.

And have some sorrow, sorrow finally.

We almost...

©Olivier Martens 2024

OH MY LOVE, WHEN DID ALL OUR BONES START TO BEND?
WE CARVED OURSELVES INTO WOODS.
The burning of us all.
For the leaves and the people who feel them fall.
Put me on a haunted attic and love me forever.
We all deserve to be lonely.
We almost...
Purple Fields.
SORROW,… FINALLY.
THE COUCH SESSIONS
the others
Who am i?
CONTACT Olivier Martens