My Name in LightsA Poem by AmyrainMy first class was at the age of 3 I fell in love I grew up in the studio class after class, private lessons Practice....Practice.....practice..... .....practice until I bled I wanted to be the best ........and I was....... I was the best in the class I worked harder than anyone I was determined...... determined to make it to the big stage .......and I made it........ I made it......I made it... my determination paid off. I was to be....a star. We pulled up to the concert hall I was in awe...my name in lights smaller than the rest but that would change ...that would change once they saw me dance.....and dance I did. The lights dimmed the curtains were drawn I danced and I danced and I danced I didn't miss a move my pirouette was perfection... my grande jété was gorgeous... my demi plié was divine.. I....was....perfect After the show the crowd stood and cheered some threw roses onto the stage It was a dream come true Back stage my slippers off.....blood again... ....I smiled...
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