Really about the whole season
Posted by: wondering - May 13, 2002, 11:31 PM
We have twirled in the pain
And we've spun in the hate
Searching for songs of the heart.
We have danced in pairs
and we've danced as one
and now we must all dance apart.
We moved to our lies
and we stepped to our fears
until we fell in the blood.
Now we fall to the earth
or we rush through the night
lost hope for all that was good.
Shredded dancers left to fall
after the song is through.
Pieces spinning in the dark
listening for songs they once knew.
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