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broken heart poem

pouco parque que eu passo completamente
vocĂŞ ouve a chuva?
deus
quando a noite drifts ao longo das ruas da cidade
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
por muito tempo há, no moonlight novo
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
jogaram uma pedra, vocĂŞ jogaram uma pedra
de encontro à flama verde da hawthorn-árvore
melhore do que o granito
o prado estava rastejando

 



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