Two steps forward
And one back
I dance this dance with you.
Pushing forward
Looking back
Feet stuck in hard glue.
You tell me Darling,
You can change.
We hope it’s not a lie.
I tell you Darling.
I will change.
Or at least I’ll try.
Round and round
Our hearts twist tight
We lose track of the stars.
But love and love
Will make it right
And heal our bloody scars.

The End

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