Jan 2015
Six months isn't long enough.
It’s also too long.
I can’t cope with this.
I’ll sing and dance you away.
I’ll dance the night away.
Dance until I die.
I’ll see you there.
I hope.
It’s also too long.
I can’t cope with this.
I’ll sing and dance you away.
I’ll dance the night away.
Dance until I die.
I’ll see you there.
I hope.
This was written about a year and a half ago.
(Asheville, NC)
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