I want to the dance.
And I had such a ball.
But after you danced with her,
you just stood there and watched me fall.
I feel so broken and torn apart.
You hurt me with your actions.
Taking out huge pieces of my heart.
How could you do this?
When you knew how I felt?
When I balled my hands in to tight fists.
And I sank to the floor and knelt.
I feel empty and hollow.
But when I ran out of the room,
You didn't even follow.
And ask what was wrong.
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