Hana Kovacevic Poems

My cheeks blushed, I was rather shy
„Who is she and what does she look like? '
She is only a vision, a phenomenon of sort
But underneath the thin layer of beauty
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I feel like I'm dying and no longer existent
I stare at the same faces
And I can't wait until they are distant.
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I don't smoke because I think it's cool
I don't smoke because I want to look cool
I don't smoke because one of my idols
The psychoanalist smoked
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