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suicide poetry

eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness
acima do sul na ruptura do dia
o sol pisou para baixo de seu throne dourado
quietamente, com reverance, no awe
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
cai aqui nenhuma luz
escuro-eyed
a algum os deuses gordos

 



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