Dancing

by Broken Angel   Sep 29, 2004


I cant Breath
I'm growing weak
But i don't want to leave
To utter perfection is what i seek

I'm Circling around
Closing my eyes not hearing a sound
Then suddenly i hit the ground
Finishing that last step is coming around

I stand back up and start over again
The happiness inside me I've missed for so long
Because it only comes to me no matter where i begin
Dancing is my passion dancing is my song..

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