The Dancer


I saw this girl;
She moved like the ocean
But she's like the moon
cause we'll never meet.

I dreamed about her;
She was warmth and comfort
and heartbreak and pain-
She’s all I wanted.

I learned from her love,
She never even knew it.
But she taught me pain,
Cause it was hopeless.

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