Gloria Gaynor

He cracked me open

Or maybe I cracked me
Or maybe it was just time to crack.
What does that even mean?
Did my head crack open when it hit the floor?
Did my heart tear assunder?
Was there thunder?
Was there thunder of the gods?
Did the waves pound the rocks?
Did I cast myself aside?
Did I die?
Will I survive?
Oh yes, I will survive
As long as I know how to love, I know I’ll stay alive.
(Gotta trust Gloria Gaynor, right?)
Then what? It’s not raining.
Not raining men.
There’s no disco.
No disco nights
I’m a house head anyway
I’ll be fine 🙂

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