In dark shadows
She still dances there
Hiding safely in her darkness
Her head thrown back
Hair carelessly tousled
Her full lips curled
Laughter ringing in her ears
Her outstretched arms
Looking for something
To hold onto
As she spins
Her feet moving
To the rhythm of music
Only she can hear
Faster she spins
Her eyes burn
From the smoke
That fills her lungs
Still faster she spins
Always looking
For something to hold onto
By Shadow Dancer
1999
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