Tsvetomir Petrov Poems

I thought of you
I thought of me
I thought of both
quite frequently
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I'm trying so hard
Not to move on
And so is my heart
But you left, you are gone
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- What are you doing here?

- I haven't seen you for so long!
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How dare you say I am not real?
How dare you question my appeal?
How dare you think I want a deal?
When all I wanted was to feel
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Perhaps I'm a dreamer
Afraid of his fate
knowing what time's left
before it's too late
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