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teenage love poem

eu amo roubar por algum tempo afastado
sumário em uma noite do vôo
não gire sua cabeça
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
sono doce em suas sepulturas humble
arched a inundação
quando eu retornei no por do sol
escuro-eyed
uplifting, como o vento fundiu
sob a folha dusky do laurel
nos salões do sono você vagueou perto
eu sei não onde
até sua janela da câmara

 



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