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broken heart poem

por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
eu não pray para a paz
é ido
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
a escuridão rouba os formulários de todas as rainhas
os céus que eram ashen e sober
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
eu verei uma estrela hoje à noite
estes sejam

 



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