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Always dancing on the edge, I am
In my red shoes, a frantic step
I twirl in a world on the head of a pin
Juggling all my masks and secrets kept
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Whirling twirling 'round I go
Where it stops nobody knows
Always moving to a different day
I play the fool, the sad-faced clown
I turn to discern what I'm trying to say
Ashes, ashes we all fall down
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Spinning spinning like a top
Speeding up so I won't stop
Dancing, dancing from a rope
Without a net, with only hope
Dancing from a razor keen
In this bizarre and twisted scene.
And still I dance, I'm stepping high,
Neither here nor there, but left and right
I refuse to choose and I won't say why
Except it's my lonely battle to fight.
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Whirling twirling 'round I go
Where it stops I still don't know.
Dancing, dancing here alone
Twirling madly from my throne
Dancing words flow from my pen
I will stop but God knows when
In my red shoes, a frantic step
I twirl in a world on the head of a pin
Juggling all my masks and secrets kept
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Whirling twirling 'round I go
Where it stops nobody knows
Always moving to a different day
I play the fool, the sad-faced clown
I turn to discern what I'm trying to say
Ashes, ashes we all fall down
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Spinning spinning like a top
Speeding up so I won't stop
Dancing, dancing from a rope
Without a net, with only hope
Dancing from a razor keen
In this bizarre and twisted scene.
And still I dance, I'm stepping high,
Neither here nor there, but left and right
I refuse to choose and I won't say why
Except it's my lonely battle to fight.
Dancing, dancing on the edge
Skipping on a suicide ledge
Whirling twirling 'round I go
Where it stops I still don't know.
Dancing, dancing here alone
Twirling madly from my throne
Dancing words flow from my pen
I will stop but God knows when
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This is really well written... layers...dancing pen as a poet as well as dancing as a human...taking risks. The more you read this, the more you can find or read into or interpret. When I read this I thought of the joker in A dark Knight (batman). ..don't know why. Going into dark places can bring out some brilliant art but make sure you return from them...as a person who had been suicidal when I was younger, I know how vital it is to get out of the dark places