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suicide poetry

non eravamo molti
all'interno di questa tomba umile un conqueror si trova
da solo
a volte mi domando se è realmente allineare
la signora, il vostro cuore si è girata verso polvere
dicami più di meno o dicami di più
nel gather di nerezza e chiedono
il mio figlio è guasto e sono ciechi andanti
perchè
i nostri momenti piacevoli volano
questi sono

 



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