tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17726226688965725542024-02-01T21:48:56.633-08:00O relicário dos poetas...Enigmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01917545857682540362noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1772622668896572554.post-39873426998512142542013-09-06T19:43:00.000-07:002020-07-06T00:06:49.210-07:00A priore do querer...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Era tudo tão confuso e tão (in)certo q<span style="text-align: left;">ue o meu querer passou por todos os limites</span></div>
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E<span style="text-align: left;"> o maior dos sofrimentos, o</span><span style="text-align: left;"> amor sem sentido </span><span style="text-align: left;">outrora se tornou prisão</span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Na lembrança dos teus beijos. O</span><span style="text-align: left;"> inverno dos açoites consentidos em tristes devaneios em</span></div>
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Âmago ressentimento, uma <span style="text-align: left;">dor que concebia prazer e que trazia a forma de felicidade sem ser. </span><br />
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<span style="text-align: left;">Enigma</span></div>
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