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gothic poetry

velas que toppling lateralmente em umas latas do tomate
qual eu desejo observar
para então without
eu tive um medo em minha vida
olhar além
eu estou morrendo
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
f4-lo vêem sempre um jacaré
o céu
você está desobstruído
nas manhãs nuvem-cinzentas
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
escuro-eyed
eu sou fevered

 



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