Painted fool P1

by tIrEd BoY wItH wIrEd EyEs   Oct 14, 2005


Last night I went to a dance, although I thought it would be a waste of time the party started people already dance. I sit in the back watching as they look at me like I'm a freak show ever one is cold and tired as i stand by a fire watching the sparks fly up into the midnight sky. The Dj says to find a partner for a slow dance. I still stand in the back then a girl came and asked. I looked at her and said sure and we danced by the fire people starred at the beautiful girl and the painted fool.

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