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Dance In This Dangerous Circle
When will you realize, deceiving eyes
that you've built a dangerous circle
in which I rejected and excluded?
You are happy to be called pretty,
you charm with a smile of dishonesty:
puppets play your games and would
offer you love for a rhymeless song
and don't care if all is in shambles!
Dance in this dangerous circle,
humiliate me and see me tremble;
keep on laughing and take all you can with one hand:
each thought and each dream will turn into thin sand!
I wanted to kiss an angel,
someone who honored trust,
not that evil heart full of lust;
no love was so sad and painful!
Dance in this dangerous circle,
where the heat doesn't burn...
until they leave and don't return;
they no longer need to ramble!
Strangely, you've stopped laughing,
even your wiggle is slowly fading;
do I feel sorry and not say, " Hello? "
It's about time I got mad and said, " Go! "
Copyright ©
Andrew Crisci
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