Friday, 17 October 2014

no text just a question of sanity

... well ... maybe some text ... 
apon an open sky he looked up and wondered why, 
eagerly he he looked apon the ground, 
he felt down, 
he needed something to give him a lift 
so he looked up again to the sky, 
this time he did not wonder why, 
he only questioned "Do or Die ?", 
he answered his own question, 
it was a simple answer, 
a swooshing of air, 
as he fell down, down, down ..., 
the poor, poor dancer

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