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The last dance felt like the first

And when we fought and things got worse

the heart inside still never cursed

for it remembered silent nights and gentle words


but one day arms reached down from up above

And carried me high

Never giving me a chance to stop or say good bye


I now fly to you when I want one more dance

Or just a chance to glance at what I once had


But I’m an angel and we were so young

now your new marriage is awaiting soon the bells will be dangling

she stole my dance

but for you I'll still wait here wholesomely and forever stand



I now dance holding Gods hands

Wishing they were as warm as yours




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