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suicide poem

donnez-moi la faim
robuste, humble-abeille de somnoler
il y a un pays complčtement de vin
peut-ętre
mon amour vrai de son oreiller a monté
la nuit était noire et triste
je l'ai vu une fois avant
l'air est plein de l'aube et du ressort
avec le rouge de sang de lčvres et le coeur de la pierre
je fais ma monture, mais personne ne sait
musing, entre le coucher du soleil et l'obscurité
j'aime les vieilles configurations melodious
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou
vous avez marche vue par le village

 



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