Dance
psychedelic dreams
tortured singer screams
the walls are falling
children calling
no one hears their call
no one hears at all
feel the heartbeat slow
feel the dancer flow
she is fluid in the air
look not with your stare
but touch the music
taste her movement
sweet pain on her lips
sweeter sin in rolling hips
turn her world around
hide within her wall of sound
she is waiting
love for hating
beat her once
hurt her twice
third pain all is ice
freeze in hell
all is well
dance a while more
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