Yellow Brick Road

I wear cynicism like an invincible tattoo. The melancholy is a shield of aluminum foil, foiled only by your ridicule. I seek to divert your attention from my intentions β€” a silly girl that wants to waltz as a princess in your dreams. And in the tarnished reflection of my wrinkled armor, I hide my desire to be your private dirty dancer. I fear not you, but my own true nature.

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