And she dances
I can see her from here
Black beautiful blossom
Fluttering in the wind
And she dances
Her hands waving through life
Spreading happiness around
Overwhelmed, in her new dream
And she dances
Changing pictures on her wall
And I watch her giving him
The love she used to give to me.
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It’s a terrible thing to know. It’s like someone stole your the secret recipe to your best sauce and is now passing it off as their own. x
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I’m not just saying that. I know it, dear darling. x
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Merci beaucoup ma chérie… xoxoxo, HC
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I hope you’re doing better 🙂
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I always feel better after reading your lovely comments… Thanks a lot 😘
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I’m glad it helped 😊
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Powerful repetitions of first line, and shocking last two.
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Thank you. Yes, shocking… 😦
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She doesn’t even have to dance to make me want to slash myself……
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love is like drugs~ =\
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So true!
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Wow. Well that one drops you on your head at the last minute. VERY effective!
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Thank you Calen! Much love, HC
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