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The Final Act

Welcome the actress though she’s dead

He who stained her lovely dress with red

Covets the sky and cries

Come back my beautiful butterfly

A ticket to eternity unspent

And in the theatre she went

Steady the lights, watch the cameras roll

His lonely heart consumes his soul

Time and time again, the stage is set

Play the part where the lovers met

One man left in the audience tonight

Will watch this play in fright

Cut the director, woe was him

And all the actors limb by limb

We fall to the playwright’s pen

Close the curtains, so love can win.



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