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Serendipity

It’s been a while.

A long, unhappy time.

I’ve found myself searching,

digging

myself,

destroying

myself

in search of serendipity

itself.

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(Always?) Moving

Looking inside your mind for a place to live

because I feel safe around here.

It’s always a Spring day near you, dear.

Flowers blooming, blue sky rising,

sunshine crying from the sky

and I feel warmth under your vibe.

Beside your light I know it’ll be alright,

but I’ll move away if grey skies appear. 

Keep Walking

Look at me now,

Wrecked, twisted and smashed.

Take a good look,

And while you kiss her pretty lips,

Choke on the promises

I was willing to keep.

But why is it always me climbing mountains,

Sweating, bleeding and falling,

While you always walk on flat surfaces?

Steady smart but dumb.

Take another look.

I got the attention and I got the pleasure

To forget your face,

And go to another place.