Mensagens
Edward Munch
cast up the curtains
to a morning light
in a cold answer
a excuse
for her own slander
she was young
she was dead
an empress
in a silky
deep valley
the violent muse
overdosed
in her own perfume
she lay down in all
her measure
he caught her in his arms
he call it delight
- I call it malice
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