Self-portrait LXXVIII

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“Self-portrait 78”
Italy, June 2016
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City Sickness – 347

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“City Sickness No. 347”
Milano, Italy, Aug. 2014
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Beautiful catastrophe #013

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“Beautiful catastrophe #013”
Milano, Italy, Aug. 2014
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I gotta dance to keep from crying

volonte' fotografo milanoGather ’round my friends here
Help me forget my hurtin’ tears
About the only girl I ever loved
The only one baby
I gotta dance to keep from cryin’ (crying)
Gotta dance to keep from crying’ (crying)
Whoa, do the flop (do the flop)
Do the twist (do the twist)
Everybody, it goes like this
You gotta dance, got me swayin’, got me, alright
Gotta dance, got me swayin’, got me, alright
I’m so lonely since we parted
You memory leaves me so broken hearted
I gotta dance to keep from cryin’ (crying)
Gotta dance to keep from crying’ (crying)
Do the bird (do the bird)
Do the fly (do the fly)
Come on, gang, you know, by by by, oh yeah
Do the bang, yeah, you can’t miss
Everybody, yeah, it goes like this
You gotta dance, got me swayin’, got me, alright
Gotta dance, got me swayin’, got me, alright
Heartaches can gather ’round
Misery I sure have found
I gotta dance to keep from cryin’ (crying)
Gotta dance to keep from crying’ (crying)…
_ The Miracles (I gotta dance to keep from crying, excerpt) _

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“I gotta dance to keep from crying…”
Italy, Jan. 2016
© Massimo S. Volonté

You were always so lost in the dark

volonte' fotografo milanoI’ve been looking so long at these pictures of you
That I almost believe that they’re real
I’ve been living so long with my pictures of you
That I almost believe that the pictures
Are all I can feel
Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go
Remembering you fallen into my arms
Crying for the death of your heart
You were stone white
So delicate
Lost in the cold
You were always so lost in the dark
Remembering you how you used to be
Slow drowned
You were angels
So much more than everything
Hold for the last time then slip away quietly
Open my eyes
But I never see anything
If only I’d thought of the right words
I could have held on to your heart
If only I’d thought of the right words
I wouldn’t be breaking apart
All my pictures of you
Looking so long at these pictures of you
But I never hold on to your heart
Looking so long for the words to be true
But always just breaking apart
My pictures of you
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to feel you deep in my heart
There was nothing in the world
That I ever wanted more
Than to never feel the breaking apart
All my pictures of you
_ The Cure (Pictures Of You) _

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“You were always so lost in the dark”
Italy, Nov. 2015
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