Thursday, April 6, 2017

That’s when I start to dance in the rain







I feel it in each artery and vein
Like a butterfly cooing in pain
Then I go.., I go insane
That’s when I start to dance in the rain

They gave me a cage, costumes and a frame
Was given a life and so then a name
Then came the lies, the shows and the fame
That’s when I start to dance in the rain

The melancholy shielded with smiles, it’s the game
Wish on the stars; but choose to refrain 
Follow the rules till die,  you be a saint 
That’s when I start to dance in the rain


05-04-2017

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