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Mar 2013
Play dead.
Keep your eyes closed.
But someday
you'll give up
'cause light will atack you
from the inside.
Hold your breath.
Don't let it burn my skin
I might like it.
But you couldn't do that forever
and I'll be there when you inhale again.
Pretend you're deaf
for all tender words
coming from my mouth
I know if I keep saying them
long enough
you'll believe
they're your own.
Stay blind
for my kisses
my hugs
myself
but for sure
soon you'll realize:
I'm not the best
but I'm everything you need.
Milica Markovic
Written by
Milica Markovic  Belgrade
(Belgrade)   
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