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Writer's pictureStacy Clair

The Last Time I Danced

The last time I danced, he held my waist

I leaned in for a kiss, just a little taste

 

The last time I danced, she smelled like flowers

I inhaled her deeply, to soak in her powers

 

The last time I danced, they all watched me

I swayed to and fro', completely free

 

The last time I danced, you were still alive

I don’t dance anymore, since you left my side

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