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halloween poem

pela ponte rude
não há nenhum escape pelo rio
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
bonito
eu sei o que você está indo dizer
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
cara esposa
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
minha alma vai clad em coisas gorgeous
passagem através das paredes huddled e feias
o céu
dê-me a fome
teria mesmo seu gracejo

 



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