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Nov 2017
Bila je sreda
jutro
Alarm je probudio
i moju glavobolju
Nepomična i ukočena
još uvek sam osećala
davne dodire tvojih prstiju
po mom telu
Peklo me je
koža je odumirala
Nebesko plavetnilo je sijalo
kroz proreze roletne
i dalo mi tračak života
Hladne kupatilske pločice
su izazivale jezu
u mom biću
dok sam pila kafu
i pripremala se za
novi dan
Novi život.
NEW
It was Wednesday
morning
The alarm woke up
my headache too
immovable and stiff
I still felt
ancient touches of your fingers
on my body
It burned me
the skin was dying
Sky blue was shining
through slits of shutters
and gave me a spark of life
Cold bathroom tiles
caused shivering
in my being
while I was drinking coffee
and prepared for
new day
New life.
Milica Fara
Written by
Milica Fara  19/F/Serbia
(19/F/Serbia)   
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     Leah Oviedo and MikeTheVike
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