A Waltz For Zizi

Freshman - 823 Points (7 march 1988)

After The End Of Worlds - Poem by A Waltz For Zizi

I sit outside while the worlds fall apart in your hands,
and I see the love we've shaped, on each other's lips,
falling apart, like a star, from the sky, into the ground.

Did I fail you, somehow, with my love?
Did I not give you, enough of my heart?

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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