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Pretty faces all around
The perfect hair and perfect smiles
And your heart aches
With wanting
Their dance you cannot emulate
So graceful as
You crawl across
A broken floor of shame
Envy burns your heart
To blackened ashes
That you spread in a dark trail
Behind you
And they spin away
Out of your control
For you cannot keep them
In your dark world