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death poem

você diz que você me ama
eliminar, esforçando-se vainly
para estes braços brancos sobre minha garganta
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
envolva a terra no tempo cloudy
lá pela janela na casa velha
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
pouca porta foi alcançada no último
todos quiet ao longo do potomac
eu sobre-tinha preparado o evento

 



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