Curtain Call

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The words you say, you try to live

but the mask you wear becomes a play

a matinee that nobody came to watch

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Past performances dance behind your eyes

But do not let the ballerina’s linger on your pupils

prancing around to yesterday’s song

The dance of these days, long have gone

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The curtain called twenty years ago

and still you await the crowd

Your’e better than waiting

for a red rose at your feet

~

You gave birth to your rose

not so very long ago

Treasure her my sister

 she will be a garden for you