The Ballroom Nocturne
An altering life
a differing hell
Where the dancefloor is burning
Where the guests are unwell
Where the dancer's eyes burn
seared to the core
But not a single sound echoes
From on the dancefloor
Far from our world
another does burn
The slow scorching dance
The ballroom nocturne
Copyright © Anna Nomaly | Year Posted 2016
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