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May 2014
Let's be mad, just dance together.
A crazy symphony in harmony.
I think they call it...
Fun!

Haha, isn't this great?
Big sad word: alive.
Words were funny, are funny, or will be -
Tenses were somewhere too. Somewhere? Everywhere.

Oooh, ain't you talkin' crazy?
We could get married, eh?
Have half a dozen kids and
Teach 'em to dance like us.

Let's leave, doll.
Get in the car and just drive.
Drop the top, doll,
Let me see the starlight.

O! An open road -
Reckless like Gatsby!
I feel it, the road getting narrower
The further we go.

Dance with me, doll,
Let's just dance.
Here in this state-side desert
Dance with me, inside me -

Well then, darling,
It's been - ah - fun.
We didn't get married, didn't have kids,
Didn't tell stories.

You'll always be my
Big 'what-if'
But it's not like I care.
It's not like you do, either.

So go home, doll,
We're drunk.
I missed you, miss you, will miss you.
Tenses again. I loved you.

I LOVED YOU.
I HATE YOU.
I WILL REGRET YOU.
I scream (screamed, will scream) to the Heavens.
Natalie Clark
Written by
Natalie Clark  St Andrews
(St Andrews)   
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