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sad death poem

behold mim, em meus chiffon, gauze e ouropel
brilha a última idade, o seguinte com esperança é visto
eu sou cansado de ser amargo e cansado de ser sábio
sentar-se em seu balancim que espera seu chá
eu não posso dizê-lo agora
fraco-é voada a canção
você pensa, meu menino, quando eu enrolo meus braços em você
quando você vier hoje à noite
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
na obscuridade e na paz de minha cama final
com seu cabelo que flaying descontroladamente
as estrelas caíram do heaven
entre as montanhas eu vagueei

 



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