Each day I see a sadness there
Set deep in eyes that do not care
There is no sparkle, not a glint
As for the soul there is no splint
A painted face, no truth at all
No knocking door, love does not call
I sit alone, await my fate
Knowing all the while, it's too late
So this facade, all of this prep
To aid me take the final step
Can't bear to see another dawn
Who says that "The show must go on"?
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a poem of any kind that uses the words "the show must go on" in it somewhere. |
Author Notes
All life is a show, and some seek the final curtain.
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