That's What Dancing Does to Her

For a couple hours she laughed like the world depended on her smile to survive.

And for once he wasn't there to make her cry.

She spun in the arms of handsome men.

And she forgot all about him.

And for a couple hours she was able to be happy again.

That's what dancing does to her.

 

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