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Jul 2011
I guess this is our final dance
Mary Jane.
I'm really leaving this time.
But I couldn't leave without
Breathing you in, just once more.


I want you to know I've cherished
The times. We've danced
The demonic and danced
The divine
And although there's been other women.
It was never as easy as
Loving you.


I remember our first time, Mary J.
It felt electric.
You tickled my senses, soothed
My soul, awakened my mind
And it felt, electric.


You opened my eyes,
And now I'm scared I can't see
Without you.
That I won't sleep without you.
And when I do,
That I'll dream about you.


But this is it, my love
Our final goodbye.
My mind is made up, I'm leaving tonight.
And when I've taken your last breath
You'll know that we danced to your death,
Mary Jane.
Giovanna Lucarelli
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