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suicide poetry

o cheiro do levantou-se assim falso, os espinhos assim verdadeiros
eu amo as configurações melodious velhas
eu vi com olhos abertos
o dia é feito
você diz que você me ama
que possibilidade spiteful rouba unawares
sol e vento e batida do mar
tiveram e i mas encontrado com
em sua barraca guardada
eu sou fevered
arched a inundação
os dias melancólicos vieram

 



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