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These are the steps I take
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At the Masquerade Ball!
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I hope that I will wake,
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before my smile is stitched on.
The mask I wear is oh so pretty,
that no on can turn away.
If only they knew behind all the glitter
that my heart is feeling quite bitter,
at the fact that I must always pay
for being without some pity.
Smile and nod, smile and nod,
is what my parents say.
Smile and nod, smile and nod,
and it will all be okay!
Oh mama, papa,
you know that to be untrue,
for I as your daughter
saw the reception,
and your faces looked so blue.
-the daughter of a monarch
If you stand for too long little girl you might faint.
