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suicide poetry

a noite é escura, e os ventos do inverno
glass-blower do tempo
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
o rolo sad do cilindro muffled tem a batida
faça os meninos e as meninas vão ainda
levantado dos mortos
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
este é o navio da pérola
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coração da pedra
não gire sua cabeça
faça exame de meus bracelets
como águias na elevação ascendente
deus

 



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