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time to bow out w. grace
Its time the curtain close
and the lights go off
its something every dancer knows
and so i scoff
as the last flickering ballerina
prances across the stage
the twinkle of her toes
the strain with age
the sadness in the final note
all that she holds dear fades too
this was not the piece that ought to be played
the curtain drops she becomes unglued
how she wishes he would have stayed
to see her dance and give her all
instead he left as he had done so many times b4
and thus he made her bawl
he didnt know what his future had in store
the sad part is this was her final bow
this was their final fight
he did not know he blew it he acted foul
and so she said goodbye and goodnight
to her two loves the stage and the man
it was time to bow out w. grace
the final dance he would never understand
