Paur (Симеон Дончев)
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22.08.2013 г., 22:25 ч.  

A Choice 

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         A Choice

 

(in broken English, the only in my possession...)

 

I chose to fight with darkness,

in blood and eyes, and thoughts - no end.

I chose to keep my essence,

while feelings fade away - with  age.

 

I chose to love with passion.

To be exactly what I am!

I chose: My lonely mission,

to shine awaken through my dreams...

 

I've chosen... 

 

But seldom I succeed,

the rage to capture for a while.

To feel the faith in heart I need,

in Love and flowers, and my smile.

           ***

I haven't chosen Town and Sea.

I haven't chosen  Parents.

I chose the  People who with me,

would meet the age and sadness.

 

               08/05/01

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