if I beg you to cut these
strings that makes me
dance with your shadow?
It's hard keeping it up
with only just the air
and these ties that
bind me to lean to while
my eyes follow you dance
across the room with
another's warmth in your arms.
Let me land my feet onto the
cold floor while I take
my final bow, with the sound
of silent applause thundering
in my ears.
I wanna see you undo it
I wanna see you but you're not mine
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