A running from love done,
Doesn't stop it.
Or prevent it to come.
A running from love done,
Makes the wish for it...
Even wanted more to get.
Those who run away,
Keep looking.
For more of love for them to get.
With a lieing to themselves,
To admit it.
Those who run away,
Keep looking.
To think they can disguise and hide,
A feeling felt inside kept denied.
Or defy...
The need.
A running from love done,
Doesn't stop it.
Or prevent it to come.
A running from love done,
Makes the wish for it...
Even wanted more to get.
And when it's clear to appear,
For what it is...
Love gets tested.
People run from love,
With a wishing for it to get...
To then test it.
Until that love comes to run,
From them...
Too tested.
Until that love comes to run,
From them...
Too tested.
Running from a love to receive,
Will leave...
Too tested.
A running from a love to receive,
Will leave...
Too tested.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem