29 april 2010

29.04.10

the city without its soul

you were all there.
i didnt quite expect you'd be.
but you are..

like a film you all walk by.
as if i cant be seen.
as if i was somewhere else

the city is not mine, not mine
to be.

words float on my fingers.
and i wonder, what is it
ever gonna be?

a restless soul
im not where i can be
the me.

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