Poems from vintage_dancer

Dancer. Poet. Sarcasm. Teenage Expression. Quirky Fashion. Hipster.
Wondering around.. following the wind.. Trying to not be lost  stumbling upon my flaws, falling into holes.. Never quite understanding, the...
What are the odds? Of being born when you were Of saying I love you when you did  Of being the person that you are What are the odds?.. of...
Wondering around.. following the wind.. Trying to not be lost  stumbling upon my flaws, falling into holes.. Never quite understanding, the...
  You've made it to the end. Time to cry with glee but you stand at the crossroads of what to do and who you are to be You can't get to go...
To this day the grass grows the wind blows and the sun has shown   but no one has ever cared and NEVER will someone’s life was just...

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