The Divine Dancer

He doesn't seem to know,

How much his body calls!

The drip is sweat at his tight temple,

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I am tired of pretending that I don't care,

Of keeping silent just to keep you from despair,

Not that I do not appreciate what you did,

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Why such disatisfaction,

Brought about by lovers incompletion,

The feel of putting your all,

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The questions asked amidst friends,

The confusion of interpretation that never ends,

They won't understand why,

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Disappointment,

A ghastly word not mentioned by the loved one,

For one who loves,

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With all said and done,

You find that we're all trying to become one,

Sticking to what we prefer,

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