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Mar 2018
I saw you again tonight
Now a hand is tight around my heart
Beaten,
Are my ribs
Nothing is where my legs used to be

Dancing
My head is dancing
Not to soft soulful tunes
Pounding bass

Electric lights
Too bright for these eyes
Hands as stable as a ripple in a pond
Stones are dropped in my ears
Written by
Amy
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