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One Last Dance
By FrozenButterfly
She twirled as she fell
One last ballet
As red rain poured
From her arms and chest
Little droplets flying
Until she plummeted
gracefully down
Down to the hard cement floor
A cold reception
recieving a warm welcome
As the blood seeped out
Desperate to
evacuate
The ballerina gave one soft moan
From parted lips
And then with one final sigh
She bid good bye
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Copyright 2012 FrozenButterfly
Published on Monday, September 3, 2012.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2012, NikesRain
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wrote:
extremely vivid without being overly garish.... solemn with a steady weight, pulling... saddening. well done
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On Tuesday, September 4, 2012, FadedBlues
(2168) wrote:
...on a very mourful stage, dying ballerina, the white purity of her tutu stained scarlet...
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