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In the dance of life The shadows i hide The light was your reign A beat never skipped From afar i did not watched From near i was not found Never did i leave my comforting ground Clothed in the night Running around Only light was the distant glow of town Not for you Not for them Going round and round was not for me I prefered the shadows were i could sin With a group of brothers none of us kin I did not venture to the floor You crept into the shadows Curious what was behind that door Still bathed in light You reached into the night And grasped a hold of my heart Your eyes glimmered Brighter than your dress I tried but failed to hide and regress Captivating you were My soul wretched But my hand reached It was rough and scarred The princess out the castle Looking for a thrill Took hold and sealed the deal You learned of danger You learned of the darkness You asked me to dance It was imperfect Frustrated you grew Yet beautiful to me At first i was a thrill But i stumbled And your voice grew shrill You left you ran Back to your stage You found new partners I still ran the night But when the music was gone And ***** was thin you still waltzed in my mind Still Elegant But now a touch of sin
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
Prom night
In the dance of life The shadows i hide The light was your reign A beat never skipped From afar i did not watched From near i was not found Never did i leave my comforting ground Clothed in the night Running around Only light was the distant glow of town Not for you Not for them Going round and round was not for me I prefered the shadows were i could sin With a group of brothers none of us kin I did not venture to the floor You crept into the shadows Curious what was behind that door Still bathed in light You reached into the night And grasped a hold of my heart Your eyes glimmered Brighter than your dress I tried but failed to hide and regress Captivating you were My soul wretched But my hand reached It was rough and scarred The princess out the castle Looking for a thrill Took hold and sealed the deal You learned of danger You learned of the darkness You asked me to dance It was imperfect Frustrated you grew Yet beautiful to me At first i was a thrill But i stumbled And your voice grew shrill You left you ran Back to your stage You found new partners I still ran the night But when the music was gone And ***** was thin you still waltzed in my mind Still Elegant But now a touch of sin
#love#darkness#lostlove
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May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 11:59 PM UTC
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