Pull
out my thoughts
Your
lyrical music takes me on a journey
Dancing
performing to your wants and needs
My
white silhouette body encased in perfect balance
Gliding
in his arms
He
turns me pulling me closer
I look
away
He
is trying to shelter my heart
Or
is he on his own winning streak
I am
performing again on my own
The
audience are looking on
Where
do I go now?
I can
feel the wings rupture my spine
Pulling
it away
My
arms are replaced with wings
My
eyes are changing
My
heart is black
I see
the world
Only
through my own eyes now
I do
not consider those around me
I am
fighting my own fight
This
is me
I am
in competition with no one
Only
myself
The
music ends
My
last dance
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