Dedicated to your moves,
And loosing all sense of control,
Never leaving the dance floor,
Calling to pretty girls, calling to pretty boys,
Endlessly dancing.
- r.s.
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broodings
Poetryin which a teenage girl writes about girls, goddesses and other shit. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 2016
