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The Empty Theatre

Created on 2007-02-27 06:11:20 (#12383689), last updated 2009-11-03

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Name:	Xianthe
Birthdate:	10-31

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In the woods where the fog is the most profound
Lies a world where artificial people are
Orange and emerald green parading
An elegant, yet simple circus tent

A gorgeous place with just a few subtle clues
To suggest that everything just mixes in
While wearing a tiny little pale blue dress
They won't decorate an automatic doll

While those eyes will never open, not even once
That smile will forever stay the same
Dancing in circles keeping on, round and round
Until the spinning wears her down well

Little girl in a beautiful body
How she longs to cry but she is mechanical
So again she dreams of her loneliness
So again she must dance until she can no more

There is no beginning or ending inside
The chest of the little girl's lonely doll chest
The place where her heart is supposed to exist
Has only a great big cogwheel turning

Guests that pass by the big flaming ring of death
Also marvel at the flickering red blaze
Running past the sheets of iridescence
They give in to the sound of a waltz

The old clock is beaten and scratched beyond repair
Wagon tracks causing time to to turn backwards
The stage that has been closed for it no longer works
Still holds onto a dream that she wants to have

While wearing a tiny little blue dress
The hem of the skirt flutters in an arc
Starting to forget something you don't know
How to bring in hopes and wishes to hold

All she does is she bows and then starts to dance
In circles, round and round, and round again
She cannot stop dancing, no not yet, not yet
Not until all of her screws are unhinged

Missing the point so that she will work well
But in truth that scenario was never there
Whatever flows on the surface is just
Something that drips on every single day

And so here is the end of her little world
Distant recollections of street corners
Always will the sound of that place continue
The circus continues to ring forever

Name: Xianthe
Somebody's Name: Aithne
Title: The Illusionary Puppeteer
Element: Puppetry
Weapon: Puppet Strings
Lessers: Marionettes
Age: 17
World: Halloween Town

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