The Last Dance

Just like the jagged edge of a knife
Slicing the four chambers of my heart
Like millions of puzzle pieces
Lost like the emptiness of a closed box
Just like the explosion of a balloon
Jou said it was all over with a
Crash! boom! and a Bang!
then proof the lights went out
Just like you dropped the bomb at the party
All I heard was her name shattering
like fragaments piercing throughout my mind
As I hold back trillions of waithful tears
When I watch he slow dancing with she

by Kelly Arcaro

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