The Hardcore Dancer.

by Teria   Jul 9, 2007


She struggles with the words that never seem to come out,
she pretends to love each one as they continue to shout out loud.
She dances so close she can hear her skin screeching down the side,
oh, her integrity is reaching it's all time high, decaying inside.
Rejoice is now her best friend and her daughters only dream..
With no one to love, and no one to cling to..
She's stripping for the hell of it, and her selfish kind of needs,
She's a hardcore dancer, with a naughty mind to feed.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Mommy And Me

    Haha cute poem.. well not cute. ut yea. i liked it. some parts seemed a little iffy, but it still is a good poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by Lesbian Natalie

    My ex-girlfriend is a stripper, and I know she hates it... I hate her doing it...it sucks... it makes you feel nasty.... This poem is really good... I like the flow of it and everything... I am giving you a 5/5 for it... great job, chick!!! I have about 80 poems if you want to read any....