Follow Me

Follow Me

A Poem by Kismet

My feet off the ground,
I listen for sound
My head in the clouds
I'm still filled with doubts,

But a voice beckons,
calling me home,
Taking my time,
I shall go there while I roam...

But follow me, follow me
down to the graveyard,
it's not always death
sometimes it's art,
Follow me! Follow me!
Here take my heart,
There are no endings,
only new starts....

© 2014 Kismet


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Added on December 21, 2014
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Kismet
Kismet

NY



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Just trying to drop my ego, allow change and transmutation, waiting my transformation and working through it and I'm healing in the process. I love to fire dance, any kind of dance, music, writing, sp.. more..

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