Ballerina in hell
Every place is your stage, You always own the grandest ball. Don't ever come near me, The dance you are doing is only for you. I don't want you to dance with me, This dance is not made for two. Every spotlight is looking at you, The fire you created is burning me too. Don't come near me, Annabelle, Look at yourself, You are a ballerina... The ballerina in hell.
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