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halloween poem

e nse
jogaram uma pedra, você jogaram uma pedra
eu năo posso sempre sentir seu greatness
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
a escuridăo
como uma vela branca
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
carrinho aqui por meu lado
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
rode-me para baixo pelo prado
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
ruídos que strive rasgar
tudo dentro e tudo sem mim

 



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