the sugarplum fairy dances around the stage, twirling in little circles, her purple gossamer skirt spinning in pretty patterns before settling back into place around her legs. she pirouettes, spins, jumps, turns. the audience claps... the sound goes on and on and on but there is no more. she is left there on the stage, alone once again.
she continues dancing to a music no one can hear, a beat no one can feel. because there is no one.
'these wounds won't seem to heal
this pain is just too real
there's just too much that time cannot erase'
i love this song.
:10:46 PM: :sugah~plum
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