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teen love poem

na meia-noite
noite misteriosa
quem é o corredor nos céus
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
uma névoa estava dirigindo para baixo
eu estou morrendo
ame-me no último, ou se você não
eu tenho que dizer good-night
a escuridão rola para cima
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
para então without
o relâmpago piscou, e levantou
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar

 



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