Games are over; now what about the chase-
should I run away, or find shelter in your embrace.
This song has played many times before,
it's strings of sorrow remain hard to ignore.
For now, dancing with you seems so far away-
my dance card is full in this emotional ballet.
Empty the audience, so no one sees me fall,
dancing alone I feel so insignificant and small.
Finally time is yet again my two faced friend;
what if every choice is nothing but a dead end-
Life's road is hardly paved in gilded gold,
at the flip of a dime, emotions are bought and sold.
I can just again see the beauty in each day;
regardless of my dreams, I lose anyway.
I have no choices left, they have all played out-
you will recognize me as the girl choking on self doubt.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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