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With music playing in my dreams As I dance around the floor Twirling as if in a music box In a room without a door. The beauty of this moment With the music that I hear It's the dimness that surrounds me As I try to feel no fear. In my dream I keep on dancing As my legs now feel the strain The music now becomes disturbed As lightning in a steady rain. This constant pounding in my head As I continue with this dance Looking and needing a way to stop As my eyes from corner to corner glance. No doors or windows in this place Only music in a solid room The floor is velvet on which I move As I fell a steady impending doom... A movement now above my head For that was my only release Someone turned the music off And now there's only blessed peace. I've finally stopped my dancing And know why there's no doors or locks I know I wasn't dreaming For I'm but a ballerina, in a music box... |