this dance
I look left then right so many guys in sight each begging and reaching of their hand for this dance they wish to dance a game of who will win this cold heart but there is no dance I wish to dance tonight more than the dance with myself my soul in need for readjustment a soul that needs to be healed from the blood that has just been spilled now I know u wish to take my hand and heal these wounds for me but I'm not looking for that rebound I'm looking to make my mind sound so just for a moment allow me to breathe and maybe just maybe after my storm has gone after the flood is over after these waters calm maybe u can have this dance
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