She twirls around in her own respite,
Trying to hide her lack of might.
Her missing partner was never there,
She danced alone without a care.

Her movements fluid,
Time stood Lucid.

She started to lose the fight,
But she hung on till the night.
Her movements slowed,
She had nothing left to show.

There stood the lone dancer,
Who crippled at the weight of reality.
She had no mortality-
The haunting lies of ambiguity.