We dance the waltz of life
not asking questions
knowing the moves by heart
going with the flow.
yet the music changes
pulling the ground from our feet
celebrating those who cheated, looked ahead
damning the mediocre.
as the music changes once again
we all recognize the tune
either classical, rap, or rock
we now dance to our own beat.
in the isolation of a crowd
we weave our path
singing our separate part in harmony
different yet the same.
we forget the past
pretend there is no future
basking in the ecstasy of youth
trying to be invincible for just one fleeting moment
no matter how short it is.
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12/5/12
Enjoy? comment, vote, fan? first commentator gets dedication in the next chappie.
speaking of dedications, Lovinglifefun, I know I said this before but, thanks. you are the very first consistant, no, very first commentator at all basically. you are why I keep adding to this. I might even attempt an actual story.
~SR
