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break up poem

mais je ne puis pas vous lire maintenant
un ciel qui n'a jamais connu le soleil, la lune ou les étoiles
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
seule
si j'étais très sûr
le poing serré simple soulevé et préparent
la femme a beaucoup manqué, comment vous appelez à moi, appel à moi
j'ai moulé le monde
et ainsi elle va
exprimons nos passions plus basses

 



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