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love poem

esse ano
eu estou cantando-lhe
minha mãe ensinou-me que cada noite
como como as estrelas é este o branco, as caras nameless
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
sadly falando
conseqüentemente eu não posso
as estrelas caíram do heaven
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
diga-me mais menos ou diga-me mais
na meia-noite

 



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