dancing
to the beat of
my own head
my own nirvana
as it seemed
dancing
appealed to me
the art that
seemed ruined
by crazy fads
of the generation
appealed to me
my baggy
shirt
flowed
as i spun
dancing my
time to be in
complete
bliss
dancing in the
wind
made me the
happiest
than anything else
dancing,
dancing.
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thoughts:
today i danced....and i danced ....my shirt flowed..as i spun in circles...i was in complete control of my thoughts ....i liked that ...i was happy?...that wasn't normal.........i thought as i danced and i deemed ...this to be my ....happy..........moment?...anyways...i was dancing..and i didn't stop ...
......this is riley signing out....
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry*all lowercase* **************** should i do it why not it'll feel better, better than before i look into the glass that reflects all the empty glass eyes stare back pain evident in the body the look of somber the metal the cold metal...
