My name is Michelle
i do what must be done,
forbidden from freedom,
i am the only one left to die,
this miserable death,
my role is filled by another,
my remains to sorrow,
a time most forget,
I play my part,
for a certain fee,
my cage grows smaller,
despite the pleas,
my love long lost,
until he found it's treasured den.
He resurrected a heart that was thought long dead,
but my freedom he cannot make,
it's a lock he cannot pick,
for locked away vixens,
die day after day..
My name is Michelle,
i am a vixen held dear,
and with this dieing breath,
i call to you my sweet,
and beg to your eyes,
to remember my dances and to know the show must go on.