Madness

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Dancing across the room, while the house is on fire

Holding the yellow balloon with your tears leaking disaster.

I see you, I see you through my rose colored glasses

"Would you come join the party soon?"

And we’ll dance dance dance till the walls come tumbling down.

To the sinking floor.

 

Madness steeps through me like the tea in the ballroom.

Sipping sweet memories with blood tears and mourning songs.

We stand naked to each other,

Odd bodies are familiarly soft.

Dance in rhythm my dear,

The time is never forgiving.

I want you, I want you,

Come join me in my bed

Then we’ll dance in my bed,

The love will burns us instead.

Grains

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While we are out living our lives and fighting to be in a place where we belong and can be free, let us not forget the ones, that lives in our spaces that could use our love, our ears and voices. People need you and they do not know how to express that. People need your patience, love, understanding and your touch of reassurance. They need your resilience and radiance, and light. That little presence that you can provide for someone can save their life.