The Lone Dancer ππ½ππ½ππΎπ
Beautiful hall All dark, all silent With no sound A total calm I was standing there All dress up Like a ballerina Ready to take the stage To showcase The thing I best know With my beautiful shoes And a perfect gown, For the occasion And a song, Only I could listen. It was melodious, It was beautiful, I sway on this beautiful Dance floor Moving according To its lyrics My steps represents perfection For no one To criticize my moves No outside gaze To look down On my failed movements That could lead To a negative impacts Causing me To abandon my passion With a painful regret
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