And one day while you're dancing in the dark,
You will take a bite of flesh and claim it steak.
It is not the act of dancing I despise.
It is being blind and pretending to believe
That whatever you taste is what is always right.
I do not dance in the dark.
I'm afraid that I'll trip on my own stupidity.
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The Beginning To The End
PoetryI've never been a poet, that much is certain, but I can tell you that it does get written. A lot. These are the collections of my poetry I've written, and some of them hit hard for me.
