Don't cry Juliette, just keep dancing,
if you turn fast enough no one can see
your tears, you can hide yourself
amongst the confusion.
Dance your broken heart Juliette,
they watch with eager eyes,
embrace the pain, tell your
story within the lines of movement.
You make breaking an art,
they stare in awe,
such appreciation as you fall,
but no one helps you up – just applause.
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