Issue 2 articles

Lazar Milenkovic

I stopped writing about her
Surely, she's not breathing anymore
Buried with poems
And waterred with tears
Now she's peacefully resting
Somewhere deep in my heart
And only sometimes
I come over her grave
To see
If she's still there
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