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suicide poetry

voll von den Rissen
einige der Hurts, die Sie kuriert haben
Stadt, die nicht eine Stadt ist
der Körper kann begrenzen
jetzt, während meine Lippen leben
der alte Westen, die alte Zeit
stern kalter Mann
fällt hier kein Licht
Massentravails
es gibt eine Stunde des ruhigen Restes
folglich kann ich nicht

 



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