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Dancing on Glass (Free verse) by thepinkbunnyofdoom

Red droplets soaked into the floor Of a factory swept clean Angry words of a lost tongue Written to be read by a dancer's eyes Circles and more if you can connect the dots Memories hidden in a scarlet hue The best secrets are hidden in plain view

thepinkbunnyofdoom 27-Feb-05/8:02 AM
What can I say to that other than pratice makes perfect.

<3 Jason




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