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This dance (is like a Tango I don't know)

Like a fly
My life is in your hands
My love is one of your cases
One of the cases laying on a stack
A stack filled with opportunities  
Of girls who are so much prettier and interesting than I am
Girls who you see
Unlike me
Why would you choose me
I ask myself
But still I can't stop hoping
Hoping you'll give us a chance
But for tonight I'll go home
After the last dance
With the last bus
Alone,
On my own




©AHouseIsNotAHome-Darischa M 2013
Written by AHouseIsNotAHome
Published | Edited 12th Jun 2013
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