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UNDERGROUND BALLERINA

Waiting at City place station late at night
there were rarely more than a few people in sight
and there was never any hesitance to perceive the presence
lurking in the shadows before presenting his presents
dancing in elegance like a priceless princess
prancing, entrancing within underground incense
A graceful unfaltering ballerina
performing in an almost empty arena
Not like a street performer nor an aspiring mime
this particular person was simply out of his mind
and on through the shadows he would saunter and slink
in a pretty pink tutu within his personal kink
When I could, I'd toss him a buck or a dime
as I always did when I could for him and his kind
then I'd watch his ballet slowly take him away
back into the shadows with nothing to say
then the train would slide forward towards a new day to borrow
bringing me back once again to the same place tommorow
Written by archetype23
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