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May 2019
He looked away
After our eyes locked
He looked away
Shame for my red lips?
Shame for my heels?
Shame for my good name
Walking the streets?
He looked away
After our hearts stopped
He looked away
No shame of my red lips
No shame of my heels
No shame of my good name
Found in the streets
He looked away
What can I say?
Let’s keep it
That way
He walked away
But I had to stay
Still finding my path
With no help from a past
He looked away
My heart looked away
Elide Pinheiro Gonçalves
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