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suicide poem

a escuridão rola para cima
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
quando eu for para trás ligar à terra
estes sejam
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
paredes e enorme elevados
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
caído assim
simplesmente falando
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
os céus que eram ashen e sober
o sol está acima
nobility da morte outra vez

 



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