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Dance Of Shame
I dance on this stage before you,
In this erotic clothing of shame…
To hide from my misconstrued life,
I hide the tears of weakness behind my brown eyes…
And I mask the tear stains on my checks with the makeup that you so love,
I do this not for your pleasure,
But for myself….
It don’t seem like much….
I dance to feel the warmth of the lights on my cold skin,
As I hide the feeling of disrespect,
You watch me with those wicked eyes of lust….
Just wishing you could touch me,
I keep on dancing feeling so alone…
My pride and joy is now faded,
But I keep on dancing….
For that is my job
