Dance with me

"So tired of the straight line, And everwhere you turn, There's vultures and thieves at your back. And the storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lie, that you make up for all that you lack. it don't make no difference escaping one last time. it's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh this glorious sadness. that brings me to my knees. in the arms of an angel fly away from here."

after I read that, I knew you would be a good poet and I was not wrong!! good job.
*~*Soldier Lover*~*

Another realy good poem.You earned a spot on my favorite list.

wow another great poem! nice work
xxxChristinaxxx