Slow Dancing in the Dark

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Running away from your mysteries wasn't appalling to me

It was more thrilling

Like the fresh feeling of a paper cut

It stings but it's not a dire need of an emergency

I thought that I could polish you up 

Turns out you're fool's gold

I settled 

For everything other than peace

Light was nowhere in sight

Buried deep in your lies and anger

Not knowing that this would be the hold that I landed in

As the tears fell down my face

I smiled 

Being acquainted with your shadows might not be as bad

Euphoria while being blind is a different high 

Being swept off my feet by you was bliss 

Sweet nothings caressed by the emptiness of it all

Slow dancing in the dark

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