

And the Dance goes on.You say you’re at a loss for words, Should I believe this From one who’s never silent? As though my insignificant selfAnd the Dance goes on.
Could make YOU speechless.
I can’t believe that you’re insecure,
You wear your ego on your sleeve. Besides ‘twas always MY love That was stubborn and sure.
And how can you ask me to fill up a hole, Without truly knowing what is in
Your heart and your soul?
If I took your hand
Would you slip, or mistake it? Because the distance is there Do you care if we make it?
Yes, I do want to take what it is that
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signature.
getthefuckoverit.
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I'm cute, so I can get away with it.
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