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suicide poem

o que nós fará agora
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
balançado no berço do profundo
como ela
olhe para trás com olhos longing e saiba que eu seguirei
seja paciente, vida, quando o amor está na porta
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
paredes e enorme elevados
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
sua cara é justa e lisa e fina
nunca em toda minha vida
rosas e ouro

 



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