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May I Trap You In My Dance?

By , Carlsbad, CA
Love was meant, but
Hate was heard

Compassion broke through, but Backs were turned

Hearts were broken,
And anger burned

Words were ill spoken
My hatred was earned

But

Without the icy flame of my heart,
That completes and depletes and defeats me

Without the raging fire I tended to,
I don’t know long I can be.

For without the warm grasp of his hand,
My own impulsively twitch

Without the cool touch from his lips,
My own lips do nothing but itch.

And so I must continue my box-step with the Devil
And beg forgiveness for my most ridiculous fault

Only to find that Love can and will not surrender
Forever
I am stuck in this waltz.





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<3::wish4wings::<3 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 21, 2009 at 3:49 pm
i really liked this!! its good, great job!
 
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