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suicide poetry

e meu nome é truthful
quando o vento trabalhar de encontro a nós na obscuridade
existir da cisne
eu vi com olhos abertos
uma sombra cinzenta fina na borda do pensamento
entre o fumo e a névoa de uma tarde de dezembro
o merriment infinito, foolish das estrelas
caído assim
caras bonitas, tragical
estourou o vinho feroz
escute o mar soando
qual se mantem
eu estou morrendo
era uma beleza nos dias

 



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