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break up poem

l'aube était vert pomme
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
j'ai gagné la course
tandis que je tenais l'écoute, discrètement sourde-muette
calme en tant que que deuxième été
pourrions nous mais savoir
quelques jours plus venteux
dans une vieille chambre s'est doucement allumé
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
dernier minuit
Ă  minuit
pour la vérité, pour l'amour
l'obscurité

 



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