segunda-feira, 20 de fevereiro de 2017

GALOTJVVVSS

I have loved you.
The sun rose
up. Lovers
rid fear away.

I do,
in fact, love
you. Cold steel like
a knife.

I will always love
you. Words, the malicious
blade tears through
my
chest.

And he is
gone. My heart
dangling round his
neck.

- Luã Áquila

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