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spin a turn,
weave and smile
someday
they’ll peel that mask away
someday
they’ll look past that silly little façade
and on that someday, you’ll see.
keep dancing.
get
D
I
Z
Z
Y,
spin your little heart out like the ditsy little $#!^ you are.
someday
your (eyes) won’t focus
and that smile will fall from its plastered place –
so marks your fall from grace.
you missed a step.
you dropped a tune.
someone shredded your dress.
(oh that poor blue thing;
frail, inconsequential – until it was gone.
i hope you appreciate things more)
enjoy it while it lasts:
i'm sure you’ll please the crowd.
take your little bow, and know
YOUR LIGHTS GO OUT TONIGHT.
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