Flores
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Flores
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Olhei até ficar cansado
De ver os meus olhos no espelho
Chorei por ter despedaçado
As flores que estão no canteiro
Os punhos e os pulsos cortados
E o resto do meu corpo inteiro
Há flores cobrindo o telhado
E embaixo do meu travesseiro
Há flores por todos os lados
Há flores em tudo que eu vejo
A dor vai curar essas lástimas
O soro tem gosto de lágrimas
As flores têm cheiro de morte
A dor vai fechar esses cortes
Flores
Flores
As flores de plástico não morrem
As flores de plastico não morrem
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