o foda da poesia

é que ela dói
dói mais
do que palavra
dói tanto
que nem verso
pra virar a dor

chove por dentro
venta no peito
molha no olho
e pinga
uma só rima
dessas clichê
só pra dizer
“o pior já passou”

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