Last night I was moving in the dark
Cozy and safe in my room
String-lights playing their part
There wasn't much else to do
So I was dancing with myself
Knocked over books, flowers, a whole shelf
Losening tight knots, waving my body
Like a marionette who lost it threads
Shuffling feet, harmonious beats
Ruptiring my ear drums just to feel
Crying through the summer heat
Last night I was dancing and crying for myself till my arms obliged
Because I needed to be held

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