me gusta el dance

June 23, 2013

dance, dance, dance

oh how i love you

the one thing that makes me smile

yes it is cliche to say

but it is true

the one treasure i adore

the stage is where i belong

and the people is my priority

all day, i can do it

the only thing i actually do

dance.

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