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death poetry

com os olhos meek, marrons
gloom
trançado e tecido
o movimento do seu corpo é como a música
vocę diz que vocę me ama
quando liberdade de sua altura da montanha
em setembro
um olhar é mas um raio
eu ouvi-me que uma determinada princesa
eu estive pelo casement aberto
com vermelho do sangue dos bordos e coraçăo da pedra
apenas agora

 



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