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suicide poetry

qué yo le deben
sobre ellas todas, mirando abajo
no esté enojado con mí
dígame
behold yo, en mi chiffon, gasa y malla
usted está claro
había un strangeness en sus labios
mi amor verdadero de su almohadilla se levantó
sobre los tejados compita con las sombras de nubes
tenemos ninguna vergüenza?
dulce y fuerte
no se aflija que encima
en la obscuridad y la paz de mi cama final
y como caminamos la hierba fue revuelta débilmente

 



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