We twist and turn in an endless dance
pulling left and right
here and there
against each other
I willfully submit to your torture
rarely breaking the dance pattern
continuously
pushing
shoving
dragging
me along in your dance
a sweet ballroom number
that leaves a bitter taste
I don't like this choreography
I dislike these steps
too weak to pull away
twirling, twisting, in and out of eternities
bending to your every cue
you've convinced me to make too many
wrong moves
wrong steps
you've forced me off beat
no need for revenge
just escape














Comments
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It was me....I was the turkey all along!
(as taken from Gir in Invader Zim)
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"on risque de pleurer si l'on s'est laisse apprivoiser" -Le Renard dans Le Petit Prince
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It was me....I was the turkey all along!
(as taken from Gir in Invader Zim)
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CURSE YOU! CURSE YOU TO HECK!
it's just funny to hear such an emoish poem from a person so far from the definition of it XP
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When life gives you pies, Make Piemonade.
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"on risque de pleurer si l'on s'est laisse apprivoiser" -Le Renard dans Le Petit Prince
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