You are still the same, beautiful,
I am still the same, coward,
Never had the courage then,
Nor do I have any words.
Yet you still have the power,
Power to inspire my pen,
You will remain my inspiration,
Be it now or then.
When will I gather courage,
To speak out my heart,
Maybe it will remain buried,
In this work of art.
Jacob
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