Treasure Island

Waltz For Zizi

(7 march 1988)

Where I Walk, I Walk Alone


I'm having trouble,
finding you, your lips.
This city holds,
no recollection of you.
The streets bind people together,
tangling their hands, in a hurry
in harmless handshakes, or frightful hugs,
but it's never gonna be you and me.
You're avoiding to love
me
I'm beginning to hate
you.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 26, 2013

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