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break up poem

eu encho este copo
evidenciado no glimmer em seus olhos
o mestre de destinies humanos é mim
eu despise meus amigos mais do que você
têm você ouvido
quando eu olhei em seus olhos
eu vi os archangels em minha maçã-árvore última noite
podem falar do amor em uma casa de campo
bucks pretos gordos em um quarto do vinho-tambor
ao longo dos bancos
a filha, arte do thou vem morrer
eu vi que você hunched e tiritando nas pedras
eu sou velho e cego

 



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