Strange fruit.
We are just strange fruit.
Dangling by the moon.
Waiting to be pursued.
We are just strange fruit.
On a pursuit to happiness with no happy in us.
Searching for love looking for people to love us.
Hurting internally, smiling visionary.
Our inner demons give our souls meanings.
Our hurt describes our actions.
Our demeanor determines our outcomes.
We look to the sun but seek no answers.
Yet the answers belong in us. Strange fruit. Look up.
The apple doesn’t fall too far.
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