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He asked me
He asks me to dance
I stand and stare
I am flabergasted
Refusal defiently no.
I stand shaking
and say yes!
He smiles at me.
Takes my hand
and walks me to the
dance floor.
And guides me
how to dance.
His hands are soft
He smeels nice
I feel proud
First boy ask me
to dance.
this poem was written last year 4th june 2005. i thought no boy would ever ask me to dance, after i looked terrible, and after all my pain i had. the grey sickness was to be seen on my face, and suddenly there stands aboy and asks me to dance. i certainly wouldn't have thought this would have happened-after all i was just starting to control my depression.
poem
by
Celine Berghmans
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