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The Dance

engaged in a reluctant dance

trying to give you a chance

we stumble, we fumble

you pull me onwards as the violins grumble

suddenly the music stops

as a I hear your words my heart drops

a new partner I must find

to unravel the mysteries in my mind

the song restarts, cymbals crashing

out the door I feel like dashing

yet tentatively on I glide

from your gaze I cannot hide

I see the truth gleaming in your eyes

struggle to keep from telling myself more lies

I want to leap away

perform a grand jété

outwards I twirl

feelings a whirl

spinning away from your hold

turning my expressions cold

yet as your grasp tightens

the torment inside me lightens

you pull me close, you pull me near

all the whirling thoughts become clear

you won't let me go until I'm ready

instead you'll stay and hold me steady

until the day it's time for my first solo dance

the day I finally give life a chance

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May 27, 2013
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