Obrigado por ser meu amor

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When you love a fool
Summer finds you sleeping in winter
So tied up in slumber 
The universe swiftly shifts
The ropes break 
And the heat burns 
Down into your limbs
Rubbery you become 
Glued to the bed by 
Trails of salty yelps
Quietly missing the fool
As he prances around 
Multicolored as a strobe light 
Thrusting before yours eyes
His eyes jiggle and his tongue rolls 
Another behind he throbs
While the foolish lie
Deluded by whispers
On lines no one can witness
When you love a fool
You turn to ash
As he rises 





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