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Feeling my heart beat,
my legs becoming weak,
and blisters forming on my feet
as I dance in the street.
People walk by,
as the sun sets in the sky.
I see a bird do its thing and fly
as i continously dance forgetting time.
I dance for the money,
as people walk by looking at me funny.
My makeup is a little runny
but I continue on, energetic as a bunny.
All I wish for is a meal
to help my stomach fill.
Could you make me a deal,
and make this nightmare unreal?
- by hunnysnatcher_12 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/11/2009 |
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- Title: Gypse
- Artist: hunnysnatcher_12
- Description: i wrote this poem after watching the notre dame
- Date: 10/11/2009
- Tags: gypse
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Comments (2 Comments)
- YellowYoYo - 10/26/2009
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awwwwwww its cute... biggrin
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- cowboys1234 - 10/11/2009
- i love how you described it .It sounded so real.
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