Something.... Is very Wrong

Within a nightmare ballet,

You'll see her dancing and smiling with her red eyes.

Ruby red eyes and stitched smile.

Surrounded by rag dolls who are absolutely perfect in every way.

Dance little dolls.

Dance to the flute and violins.

They hear you cry and want to make you-

They chant in the ancient language and laugh.

They laugh.

I was waiting for this moment.

Being burnt alive by the slythering nemesis.

She wants to have me forever,

constantly trapped in this ballet.

Something is very wrong with my nightmare.

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