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romantic love poems

il y a mille années silencieuses
je les ai entendus la nuit
si le tueur rouge pensent il massacre
il y avait un strangeness sur vos lèvres
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
tous en dedans et tous sans moi
nos moments plaisants volent

 



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