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short love poem

eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
sobre o rio beckon a mim
a noite era preta e drear
eu penso d esplêndido justo
alguns dos hurts que você se curou
a criança que jogou afastado a folha após a folha
era não para esse cheiro singular
se eu morrer, pense somente disto de mim
eu gosto d
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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