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teen love poem

je remplis cette tasse
le roulement triste du tambour insonorisé a le battement
je me tiens par temps gris froid
remuez
et comment avez osé vous rêve de la réunion
quand la nuit dérive le long des rues de la ville
ne soyez pas fâché avec moi
pourquoi sont les choses qui n'ont aucune mort
le jour est fait
vers l'arrière, tournez vers l'arrière
nous qui se sont tenus
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
là où je trouvez-vous
de nos endroits cachés

 



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