The Lost Dancer. By themischievousannaNovember 12, 2015 Yearning to be one again, Away from worlds untasked The lost dancer was alive, Waiting to be asked, To never part, And join their heart To live for motion, And love emotion To promise balance, And always Dance. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: WritingTags: art, dance, emotions, Fiction, fiction&poetry, painting, poems, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Serial Killer Self Care. By themischievousanna2 weeks ago Perpetually Flooding. By themischievousanna1 month ago Heirloom Weight. By themischievousanna2 months ago Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.
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