Free

Sun, 04/06/2014 - 13:14 -- Hayer96

Each step I take,

Each spin I do,

I'm seem to be a little more free.

The bright lights, warm on my face,

Spotlight me, as I leave my soul on stage.

This is what I live for, to entangle the crowd in my passion.

I am flying, defying gravity.

Soaring to heights that I never thought I could reach.

Nothing is more rewarding then hearing that roaring cheer.

Taking my final bow, while roses fly through the air.

This is freedom,

Dancing through space,

Expressing my emotions.

This is pure bliss.

Nothing but heaven. 

 

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