Learning To Waltz

April 7, 2010
By ChristopherHantman GOLD, Franklin, Massachusetts
ChristopherHantman GOLD, Franklin, Massachusetts
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The smoke is dancing,
Directly in front.
She asks me to join,
With a drink in hand,
And hop in her step.

I get on my feet,
Or at least I try.
I hop and I waltz.
I dream the worst.

Salvation danced,
Right passed my lost eyes.
Asked me to follow,
But i kept my drink,
A waltz with regret.

Sitting perfectly,
Perfectly unmoved.
Hell is a damned ball
Hope is a charade.


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