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Jul 2015
I taught myself to waltz
so I could dance with
the skeletons in your closet.
It's a gruesome sight
as we spin through the silence.
Silence broken only by whispers
of your secrets divulged to me.
And I learned that I was
dancing with the devil.
Liz And Lilacs
Written by
Liz And Lilacs  America
(America)   
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