last dance

when the world stops turning where will you turn to?

hands clung to the broken memories of the past

and the drugs that we are into will bring no relief

and we will be gone from here without a trance

filled on the nuisance of the usual world

we forgot to take the time to have that dance

the ballroom is still there, so is my attire

and i have filled the champagne to the brink

while the sun will be setting, we will have our rendezvous

and down the vortex of obliteration we will sink

where love meets & ends within itself

where we find and lose ourselves

where we give us another chance

where you and i have our first & last dance

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