Dance of terror

We are living in a strange world surrounded by abstract things that no one can understand , but your passion , your dancing, explains them all.

Window panes come crashing down.

Amidst the tears and pain.

Vanishing hopes are gone and flew away.

Up above through twilight.

Shadows cast across the floor.

Reflections of the past.

Trembling thoughts of one.

Dwelling deep within the soul.

A mystical sense of reality.

Captured by the craze.

All in bewilderment.

Of the shock in the wave.

Creatures of the dimness.

Chattering amongst the green.

Everything slows in stillness.

What is this we see? 

The End

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