poem 6: Dance

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I am the front stage fool

Hell i am the worlds worst clown

FWB

I feel a bit let down

How can i complane

I do it to myself

I place the heart on my sleave

Just to watch it fall from top shelf

I prove whats engrained in me

Since the very young

Maybe unlovable but just lots of fun

The girl in me wonders

Will she ever get the chance

The woman in me grows tired

Its the last dance

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