Get Out Of My Mind Poem by Anna Naumovych
Get Out Of My Mind
You were my biggest,
But pleasant mistake,
My leveled misfortune,
And sweetish fate.
However, for you
I was only fake,
Additional torture.
You were divine
And able to stop the time.
How could I turn it into the ghost?
Misery found. Treasure lost.
Oh... Oh... Treasure lost.
It's useless to cry-
The milk is spilled.
Get out of my mind,
I beg you, my guilt,
I beg you, my treasure...
© Anna Naumovych
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4/26/2024 4:09:57 PM # 1.0.0.1119
It's useless to cry- The milk is spilled..... a fine poem revealing your mind in a special situation. articulating what is in your mind. thank u. tony