Sometimes Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

Sometimes



it begs and sometimes it hurts just the same
even when there's not a single outstreching
in a snowflake masterfully open for the palm of myself
we can fall, it's easy, all it takes is a hand
and a beautiful mind

Monday, February 6, 2012
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