Those Things All Left To Nameless Die Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Those Things All Left To Nameless Die



My body embraced in a single stone
Touching the surface of a plunge deep sky
To die there hard faceless alone

I wish I could have gone
Merged with shadows down
Die there with you stone
Bought by precious ground

But I had to live
And with all the nameless leave

©Miroslava Odalovic

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