They clap as she dies,
Laugh as he cries.
In a circle they stand,
Holding, crying, hand in hand.
"Why?!", he screams,
While the director beams.
Standing ovation,
For the death of a
*Not finished, sorry*
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What would it be like to dance naked?
Letting your inner beauty shine.
But exposing your deepest secret.
But... Would it matter?
Would the music sweep the dusty thoughts from your mind?
... Would you dance?
Letting your inner beauty shine.
But exposing your deepest secret.
But... Would it matter?
Would the music sweep the dusty thoughts from your mind?
... Would you dance?