I’ve never told – I love,
told enough as much must be.
My unsaid feelings are above,
the colored pain find in depth me.
I’ve never showed – I care,
care enough as much must be.
The fighting power didn’t share,
looking back – but I’m not free.
I’ve never made – to think,
think enough as much must be.
One hunting season-life’s swing
in the garden of my soul – naked tree.
I’ve never done – to give,
give enough as much must be.
My rambling minds search place to live,
the hopeless field I see.
I’ve never gave – a prayer,
to pray enough as much must be.
I’m breathing now and not scare
to swear down on my knee’.
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Gergana Petrova
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