It lifts my spirits like
the wind lifts a kite
Dancing all week leaves you sore
But worth it in the end
My parents pay for classes and
I know what it cost
am grateful
Nothing is better than a parent
giving their child the
freedom to find what they like
Dance helps me be more social so that
I am as social as a butterfly
It keeps me as busy as a bee
But I don’t care how busy I am
I am doing what I love
My parents drive me everywhere
They make sure I am where
I am supposed to be
All my gratitude to my parents
I have my parents to thank for all of it
About the Creator
Lea Rue
If you are looking for a mix of Harry Potter and many different topics then you have come to the right place. I love writing poems and explanations about anything Harry Potter. I love reading murder mysteries and writing reviews for them.
Pearl
1980 something. we all hung out at Pearl and you and i were nothing special, or so i thought. i mean we all danced, drenched in our own sweat, our own saline solution of fear, too many beers, shots, laughter, tears, fucks in the bathroom and i don't know when we began to be afraid. do you?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)6 days ago in Fiction
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