Dance of death
lady in red dancing alone in the ballroom with no one to hold reaching up for the light yet pushing herself away from it yearning for peace yet running away from it moonlight, glimmering like a fire running free through the river of memories she looks up with hope but the clouds say otherwise, as they cover up the moon, away from the lady in red it is so unfair, "please lord" said the lady I'm red "make me happy again, for once, just for tonight" just for tonight just for tonight let me feel happiness again
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