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B-612Se é fina a flor arrancada à dor Em meio a árido terreno, Venha a mim o tal amor.B-612
Foste tu que semeaste Flora pérfida e alcalóide?
Virtude transtornada: Pedestal, redoma e ouro, Nada te conforta além de ti E teu cerne presunçoso.
Se é cruel este ardil primaveril, Que lágrimas, então, alimentem Tal sedento jardim pueril.
Foste tu que despertaste Em mim esta flor do mal?
Mal e bendita, rosa afiada, Rasga do peito o tecido. No coração, para sempre, Espinhos craveja. Adeus
E nunca, nunca me esqueça.
by ~Noxius
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- Current Residence: Brasil
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- Personal Quote: "People live for thenselves and then, die"
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