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teen love poem

não seja falso
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
as estrelas caíram do heaven
felicidade
dê-me
antes do saint de bronze solemn
eu sou fevered
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
eu vi as nuvens entre os montes
pela ponte rude
rosas e ouro
no porto de york novo
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor

 



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