Once again, I am dancing on my own,
The darkness is here, I am not alone.
Though I do feel as I am suffocating,
And once again, myself I'm berating.
The gloomy dark is comforting me,
Yet I still cannot set myself free.
I dance, I dance, and keep dancing,
But I never feel as if I'm advancing.
My lungs have lapsed, I'm wheezing,
The air has vanished, but I'm freezing.
I cannot call for help, on the floor I lay,
Just tears in my eyes, and nothing to say.
My breath just keeps running away,
Maybe I should just not dance today.
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