#72 Beggar

Clouds fly by, too fast to catch
Where are you? It’s getting dark already.

The road just winds once at the corner
I cannot see any farther away than that.

Wind blows in some news
There’s so many new things happening.

I heard things are good for you.
You have taken chances and it felt nice.

These monologues play in my heart
Nothing ever comes out of them, just my hair fall.

This turned out the way you wished
I let it happen, I had no intention to stop.

There’s no trail, no story left behind
In one day all feelings were replaced.

Through the windows of the moving car
Everything moves back that you left behind.

There’s one home half broken,
Standing, waiting, for your arrival even if once.

I am your fool even when the clock stops
Although there’s no more glasses to pour and drink.
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