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teen love poem

o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
para poder ver cada lado de cada pergunta
irmão, eu sou fogo
escuro-eyed
ainda seu cinza balança a torre acima do mar
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
em uma câmara velha iluminou-se macia
conseqüentemente eu não posso
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
amigo, cujo o sorriso veio ser
caído assim
você está desobstruído
paredes e enorme elevados
eu amo minha hora do vento e da luz

 



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