Mechanical Ballerina.
Every movement predestined, fake.
Dont know how much more i can take
I know im going to break.
Mechanical Ballerina.
Yeah, sounds about right
The world around me dark as night
Hopefully i'll grow wings and take flight.
Mechanical Ballerina.
This heavy sorrow
Maybe it'll be better tomorrow
No, this hope is hollow.
Mechanical Ballerina.
You left me here
a broken gear
shattered, i fear
right in the heart.
This forgotten art
dancing has no part
a Mechanical Ballerina.
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A Random Dark Bit of Poetry (Book 1)
PoetryMy poems. Read, comment, vote, whatever. <3 Warning: Most Contents Are Triggering.
