The Mist

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Music rings out

As people dance about

Alone in the corner, a girl with tears in her eyes

No one around her

A gray mist above her head

Whilst bright colors dance around the room

They avoid her like that plague

Her heart hurts her as she is all alone

For they fear the mist around her

Moods are shown and lies are told

Avoided and ignored she plots her revenge

Only one was there is her time of need

Before her mist turned gray

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