2005-09-21
dance like morning
our lives are an endless masquerade, a stunning chaos of color and movement. each dance is a lifetime, like the blink of an eye. each dancer is given a moment to be a million different people and to capture a million different fleeting souls; to be a splash of undiscovered color against a muddied canvas. one mask never stays on too long - and once discarded, it will never be worn again. if you've got it, flaunt it - dazzle the room with your novel radiance, and in a flash, be gone.
how dull it is to take life seriously.
babyfloyd at 6:36 p.m.
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