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Nov 2021
this empty shell
quiet hell
the record skips a track

you left me bare
stripped and scared
there is no going back

so why am i still dancing with you
the ghost of my past

so why am i still dancing with you
the hardest part of love
is when it doesn’t last
two months post-breakup and still reminiscing
Written by
Jordan Leisure
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