by Kate Miller

Created on: September 11, 2008

Dance with me, but don't fall down
Lie to me, but don't make a sound
because that piece of me you didn't want
was a domino in a line of font
And these words are parading
dancing, dying, masquerading
twirling on the edge of a blade
each step is my surrender,
each thought a new crusade
It's tragic that you're so tender
when you dance upon a blade
This could be the last time
I smile while you're jading
It's nighttime and wartime
and there are blows we could be trading
but tonight I just want to dance
because on you, prince, I took a chance
and let the dominoes come crashing down
So just dance with me, and don't fall down..

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