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gothic poetry

um poeta, fazendo exame do breio fora de sua lingüeta
onde deva mim encontre-o
eu sou uma mulher
nobility da morte outra vez
temos nós nenhum shame?
eu vou minha maneira complacently
agite
mas eu não posso lê-lo agora
prazeres mid e palácios embora nós podemos vaguear
quando uma ação for feita para a liberdade
ouviu as crianças jogar no sol
desde que eu senti o sentido da morte
eu não posso sempre sentir seu greatness

 



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