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suicide poetry

les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
la dame, votre coeur s'est tournée vers la poussière
doucement pleurant
quand, plein de l'amour chaud et désireux
bougies se renversant en longueur dans des bidons de tomate
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
les poèts le disent
je sais pas où
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
monde qui change sous ma main
il y a des gains pour toutes nos pertes
avec ses cheveux flaying d'une manière extravagante

 



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