O que a dor fez comigo
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Last published Fri, Mar 22, 2019
Eu deveria estar escrevendo
uma linda sinopse, algo
que realmente lhe desse vontade de
abrir minha barriga e explorar meus órgãos
porque cada texto/poema deixado aqui
é um pedaço de mim
é um órgão que me escapuliu do corpo
para manchar as páginas de vermelho
mas não tenho o que dizer
para que deseje explorar minha anatomia
apenas deixou aqui a decisão para você,
pois,
é sua escolha me estripar ou não
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