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suicide poetry

quand vous venez ce soir
avec la joie et la merveille
dépassement par les murs blottis et laids
voici ne tomber aucune lumière
les voûtes du pont rouge
le long des banques
quelques jours plus venteux
behold je, en mon chiffon, gaze et tresse
je me tiens par temps gris froid
j'ai jeté mon âme à l'air comme un vol de faucon
simplement parlant
pourquoi
le parfum est venu
ce qui nous fera maintenant

 



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