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Mildred's Last Dance

she’s looking behind her; she’s looking ahead shes running around with crazy thoughts in her head her violets are green; her roses are dead she’s running from voices and the things that they said they say hello; she screams goodbye she’s screaming at children and she doesn’t know why she hears them laughing so she starts to cry she scares them away with that fiery look in her eye she’s packing her bags for places she’ll never go she’s seeing faces that she’ll never know tonight her perfume annoys the living room air Mildred turns on some music and lets down her hair she starts dancing with a man who isn’t even there she starts screaming about her life and how it isn’t fair tonight is the night she’ll end this torrid affair with the handsome man who isn’t even there she lights a candle disguised as desire he steals the candle from her and sets her on fire Mildred chases him around in circles and calls him a liar and she calls out his name as the flames grow higher and higher

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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