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Dancing
#WritcoPoemPrompt45
I've been dancing with the darkness for far to long. It's the grimace on my face that makes this movement a song. As I play my guitar and I beat on my drums. It's that disonace of solace and the winterful slums. I've raged like a donkey and kicked like a Roo, but the sanctity that's gifted is my brevity to you. If I step toward the light this facade it will fade, like the grifters in Kansas or the bank robbers raid. I will leave my embalance as I glide through the stars. You cant find what was lost in the gutters or bars. It's my destiny that draws on my light hearted groove. This was my dance with the devil in the last reckless moon!!
© Z-Nasty
I've been dancing with the darkness for far to long. It's the grimace on my face that makes this movement a song. As I play my guitar and I beat on my drums. It's that disonace of solace and the winterful slums. I've raged like a donkey and kicked like a Roo, but the sanctity that's gifted is my brevity to you. If I step toward the light this facade it will fade, like the grifters in Kansas or the bank robbers raid. I will leave my embalance as I glide through the stars. You cant find what was lost in the gutters or bars. It's my destiny that draws on my light hearted groove. This was my dance with the devil in the last reckless moon!!
© Z-Nasty
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