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I'm stuck here,
Red dripping down my limbs.
It's staining my cheer...
How could i be grim?
It's and honour to be dancing,
he said, forever.
I'm tied up, left hanging.
The red makes my skin look fairer!
The hollow of my eyes drip,
Tears of pain joy.
Won't you let me down? My hip,
it hurts. I feel like a toy.
Did i say that out loud?
he's going to be so mad...
I have to stand proud!
gone is the love for dancing i had
It's such a privilege, i'm so glad.
Dr!p.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
What's that in the mirror?
Those boys look cute,
Be of great cheer!
I tell myself.
Drip.
Drip.
Dr!p.
Drip.
Is a pipe leaking somewhere?
Ah that's just blood,
haha.
Drip.
Drip.
Dr!p.
Drip.
Don't feel sick,look!
The piano, its in shambles!
Dr!p.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
How i wish i could have played it one last time.
The steel around my ankles belong to it.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Oh dear! My fingers are in horrible form!
Fairy godmother, could you fix them for me?
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Dr!p.
My pointe shoes are so worn out!
Could i get new ones, please?
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
Dr!p.
Aw, why couldn't you have let me get the perfect grand jette?
I'm stuck with an arabesque instead...
I'm stuck here.
Dr!p.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.