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Apr 2015
I looked around the corner
And saw her dancing
Barefoot on glass
Her movements were enchanting
Her long hair followed behind
Like a tail on a cat
Her eyes looked empty
Yet I wanted that
She danced to a silent beat
Her smooth motions
Intoxicated me
I should have known better
Than to go through that door
She ****** me into
Her desolate world
She took off my shoes
And broke a glass bottle on the floor
I didn't cry
I wanted to be just like her
We danced and danced
And danced all day
She corrected my movements
Along the way
We danced and danced
And danced on glass
I hadn't even realized
How much time had passed
'Till one day I turned
For the thousandth time
And realized she was no longer
By my side
But I keep dancing
Because I know
Those who dance on glass
Dance alone
Nevermind
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Nevermind  22/F/Connecticut
(22/F/Connecticut)   
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   Cecil Miller and Rapunzoll
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