I'm at the rave,
To dance my life away,
The beat runs through me,
My ear drums are popping,
The earth is shaking
And the bodies press around me.
I twirl my hands in the air,
And dance with anyone who cares to,
I kiss many lips and touch many bodies,
In an hour,
I don't remember a thing,
But all I know,
Is that I have to dance.
I become a dancing flame,
Beautiful but hurtful to watch,
Because the wounds begin to show,
And the confidence begins to wane.
The people begin to watch me,
But I don't care,
I'll dance my life away.
Because after all,
I'm an everlasting Dancing Flame...
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