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gothic poetry

para a verdade, para o amor
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
porque então, a obrigação nós vê?
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
eu faço minha saia, mas ninguém sabe
eu ofereci-os todo o farewell
a noite era preta e drear
eu detestei-o

 



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