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suicide poetry

três anos há hoje
cante-o outra vez à canção cantado
quando eu estive escutar, discreetly dumb
ao longo dos bancos
de repente, fora das maneiras escuras e frondosas
o que era ele os motores ditos
escute
sadly falando
quem ama a chuva
frequentemente eu penso da cidade bonita
os dias endeared a cada MUSE
cai aqui nenhuma luz
as estrelas caíram do heaven

 



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