My friend

November 13, 2017

Dancing is like gracefully dying

with a schedule without end

There’s a lot you won’t comprehend

There’s a lot you can't control

There’s a lot of stuff

that will take a toll

All of the

Reverse its

swearing you’ll fix its

hip popping

feet stomping

Dancing hurts

but helps when you’re hurt

The pretty painful pink

pointe shoes

all covered in dirt and rosin

Bruised toe nails

blisters and blisters

though often

through my love the pain softens.

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