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She dances in and out on waves of broken glass,
A memory of better times, a perfection that couldn't last,
I can reach out and touch her if I don't mind the pain,
But the cuts and scars means nothing's the same,
Still I cling like an addict addicted to the thought,
Of a woman who so long ago I should have forgot.

I offer myself a short distraction,
Some sort of break in the breaking reaction,
But when the music dies down and the streets get cold,
I run through conversations and things I was told,
Like that three word phrase that we used to use,
How quickly the feeling of love turned to "I hate you"s.
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Someone-that-is-me Jan 27, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
Oh my this is wonderful!!
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Someone-that-is-me Jan 27, 2013  Student Traditional Artist
No problem :icononiononionplz:
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Fa-la-lala Jan 27, 2013  Student General Artist
Love this!!!
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:iconmuteassassin:
Thank you, kindly
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Invoking Jan 26, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Very nice slant rhyming indeed. It didn't flaw the rythm or meter very much. Each line seemed to simply roll off of the tongue; that was an excellent read that I related very well to. Great work, my good person.
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tommyboywood Jan 26, 2013  Professional Writer
uh... it's painful mute master
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:iconusnbxo:
I like some of the slant rhyme you used.
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