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suicide poem

se o slayer vermelho pensar slays
cidade que não é uma cidade
macio como a cama na terra
apenas agora
um olhar é mas um raio
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
eu prendo seu coração
assim perdido
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
existir da cisne

 



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