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broken heart poem

nós quebramos o vidro cujo vinho sacred
eu era um goddess ere o mármore me encontrou
a agonia de ter demasiado poder
a senhora, seu coração girou para a poeira
em sua barraca guardada
uma palavra do vôo de aqui e lá
sobre o rio, no monte
f4-lo ouvem-se sempre de
ido antes de nós
um olhar é mas um raio
meu sorrow, quando for aqui com mim
a mulher faltou-me muito, como você se chama me, chamada
em algum lugar eu li um tale estranho, velho, oxidado

 



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