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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

Bachus 13-Oct-03/1:26 PM
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