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Aug 2015
Dancing slowly in an empty room
A razor as my partner
It bows
I curtsy
Dancing slowly in an empty room
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
My partner takes my wrists
I shut my eyes as red drips onto the dance floor
Dancing slowly in an empty room
My blood is pounding in my head
My partner spins me around
My thoughts are swirling around and they won't stop
Dancing slowly in an empty room
Red spreading pooling around our feet
My feet start to slip and
The floors are painted red
Laying dead in an empty room
The razor lays cradled in my hand
The white dress is now red
The dance is over.
Ivy C Drape
Written by
Ivy C Drape  Cairo, Egypt
(Cairo, Egypt)   
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