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suicide poetry

porque
eu fui acima e trago as ruas
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
alguns dos hurts que vocĂŞ se curou
eu estou morrendo
o corpo pode confinar
ao amante passionate
o justo e stately empregada doméstica, cujos olhos
caras bonitas, tragical
macio como a cama na terra
sadly falando
tempestade
fraco-é voada a canção
raça elevado-carregada

 



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