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teenage love poem

roses et or
dernier minuit
se reposer dans son culbuteur attendant votre thé
l'odeur du s'est levée si faux, les épines si vraies
je les ai entendus la nuit
je dédaigne mes amis davantage que vous
short et doux, et nous sommes arrivés à la fin de lui
nous nous étendons
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
je suis une femme
regarder là-bas
ces yeux noirs i une fois ainsi félicité

 



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