And I don't want this
Oh no don't do this
Dance with me tonight
Let me go
You're not even trying
For this fine dining tonight
Isn't the type that you care for
With your hands around my waist
You stare
I'm lost within the time
Of dispair
You don't know what you want from me
But you can see
That I care
And that's what's bothering you
There's too much to do
To fix anything
to find out what's right
How much more time?
Do you need?
I want to help figure it out
Even if
It's not with me
I want to know what's going on
Our ballad
changes every night
One night it's silent
Other times it's a fright
And when we step together
It's amazing how we can syncorize
But tonight
I don't know
What song it needs to play to make this right.
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Condemning Conspiracy
PoetryCensure the scheme of those who know not what they have done but reveal the results with a light show. Third book of the Evolution series brings the passion of poetry to life ending the series with a bow.
