Nobody Could Move Like Michael🎤

By Anonymous -
He always had this sort of passion.
Passion for something very specific.
Too shy to realize it

He sung so, so delightful
So soothing
His voice was unique and amazing
Too lonely to realize it

He practiced and got good
Better than before
Too young to realize it

The way he sang
So beautiful 
He went from one lyric to another 
Spectacular vocals
Too doubtful to realize it

The way he moved
The way he glided across the floor
Too good to realize it

I remember saying
Nobody Could Move Like Michael


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