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 Dec 2017 Kerdell
Lior Gavra
What if life was played in fast forward?
Would you look more, out the window?
See the buildings, the missing trees?
The colors changed, painted in steel?
Focus on folds, beneath your cheeks?
Spend time with the once, called lonely?

What if life was played in reverse?
Would you redo things, differently?
Experience reality?
Change your lack of identity?
Free your mind of not feeling free?
Rethink responsibilities?

What if life was paused?
Would you be doing, what you are doing right now?
What is the first thing that comes to mind?
What about the colors on your brush?
Do you think that they are enough?
Are you still on the right track?

What if life had to be lonely?
Would you use your voice to speak?
Is there a reason to listen?
What rules would you want to create?
Would you understand heartbreak?
Would you bother to hit replay?

Either way we all reach the end.
But we write separate screenplays.
Decide our fate and how we blend.
And how we fast forward our days.

Hopefully we are not the same.
Get to use our voice and listen.
To lose ourselves would be a shame.
Or to move forward, not driven.

Remember, your life is in play.
And should not be thrown away.
 Dec 2017 Kerdell
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Notification: You have one unread message:
from Andrea

"i love you ♥"

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for all the boys and girls who still yearn for love in our digital age
 Dec 2017 Kerdell
I understand
That I’m not good enough for you
That I’m not good enough for your family
That I’m not good enough for your friends

I understand
that I have little worth Based on my past actions

I understand
That my word means nothing
That my actions have consequences
That I must bear the burden

I understand
That I am now dubbed untrustworthy
That I may not show my pain
That I may not have boundaries
That I am undeserving

I understand.

I am not enough for myself
 Apr 2015 Kerdell
Circa 1994
is the word for what you're feeling.
And i can't be bothered with this.
Because we don't feel real
Until you admit i exist.
Bisou bisou
It'd be easier in another dimension.
But alas.
 Mar 2015 Kerdell
 Mar 2015 Kerdell
and my neck is still
full of your kisses,
those which you left
so carelessly
last [wednesday] night.
you just have to see
how the fight between
my naive heart and my
confused mind
went all along
the unending night,
just thinking about
the way you are:
so lovely
i could possibly drown
in your eyes.
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