date: Tuesday, August 23, 2005 @ 7:48 pm
title: Girlspin..
A little tremble
A little rumble..
I cracked the music box.
Oh what a racket it was,
Hours and hours of clashing
And flashing non-stop.
My little dancer held and stopped.
Broken faces, broke limps.
Ego tarished though steel strong.
Clouds that form within.
Loud and soft beneath.
My my what a loathe to see.
Rinse rinse rinse
Spin spin spin
Clean clean clean
That layer of rust was gone
with a bit less to hone.
Flatten it was, bitter it was.
My little dancer stood in all
never before looked like ore.
Her smile was once back more.
Just glad that she's all in all
hence my little dancer winded
and brawled non-stop to end this
commodity once and for all.
