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Dancing without shoes


and so i played the music
swayed thru the graceful beats
closed my eyes and started to reminisce
those memoirs of my past

like a kite floating with the air
i moved like it's my last
whether in pain i'll still do
wherever this dance will go

changing pace every second
i'm sweated all over
every single note flowed thru my veins
as stopping was in my oblivion

started with a stride
followed by instinct and might
repeated in harmonious mind
then rhythm took its part

and the dance was still in to
though i had a part of it
so i played it in my way
grooved to what's inside

my thoughts sounded crazy
and these bare feet gone lefties
had nothing but this empty heart
can i have just a cup of coffee?

there were rocks under my feet
and they do hurt
but i must go on with
until the last note was heard

-3i
Jul022012

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