Beautifully engraved violet sprung away as ballerina flare away with the sequence of the piano keys plays the magnificent Carlo beat
Pull up on my waist angled the solitary of life wild engulf branch to wrap around the dance floor as she glides with the flow of the hurricanes that drop off notorious play
The tormented blissful reminisce flows like a tune around the sound of the head as it flashes while the heart goes wild as a magnet magnificence each and every step with the thump of the breath and the explanation of lung crew underneath the sea as the waves wash over the roses that speak its midst when it was called to be sound like a sunflower
Witcher the beater it says that hild congestion of my throat while I spell the word cryptic of Romania
Butterworth of it's worth
Bobby pins all around
Leotards on the floor
Pointe shoes by the door.
Toes taped so tightly
Smiling big and brightly
Red lipstick adding to her beauty
Bleaches against the path of macrophages when the scene unfold with fouls of beauty and sorrow
The pain of the divine
Grafted against my mask of Lily that interventions the snow while it's spill it's secret of will and power
Drift with the sound of Beethoven as he plays the melody of the clash the slay of beginners Caution, not the spirit, let it roam wild; for in that natural state dance embraces divine commonness
Superficial as the Bellarine goes while holding against the metal stand while puncturing the target of the compassionate harp
Follow the swift of the wind and there she goes disappear while the crowd gasp in awe
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The Vicious Passion
Poetry"A woman without her man is nothing" As a woman, we've heard this phrase been spoken uncountable times. Do we ever wonder how does one society stereotype us, women, into one illusion circle category and not knowing how to face it Why is it so hard f...
