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// Dancer's Poem 
// Story: Adventures of Diamond Dancer (Mission Logs) 
// by RarityEQM 
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Theres a hole in my soul
Where dreams used to go
with a bright and beautiful glow

But they've died away
like night fades to day
leaving me with just scars and decay

I was pretty once, but not now. Now I'm like a cow, all black and white
An obscene sight among pegasi who,
not all but mostly pastel, which gives them insight to tell who I am inside.
I'm a disgrace.
I a mistake someone tried to erase off my face, and I know said this before but it still echos in my head, over and over and over and over and over and over and over.
And It still hurts.

One nasty thing to say,
is the blue prints for a bad day
And one bad day is all you need for one bad week
and one bad week can lead to fear, and fear makes for an easy bad year.
And after one bad year, you take your heart and your head and you hide under the bed, and try to pretend there's a life without tears.

And while you're down there, next to bed as I said you should try and dream. Even if your dreams are dead. MY dreams are dead.

At
least,
thats
what
I
thought.

Dreams don't die, they just get misplaced. And if you find there's a dream you miss, that means it still exists, and if you find that dream still exists, hold it tight with your fists, and you might as well keep dreaming.

I dreamed
that
maybe one day


I would have a home.
And not just a home alone,
See, I'd have a home, with no other than a brother,
And even if he's a BIT creepy, I love him like no other.

And we'd spend our days asleep,
and every night of the week,
We'd
Count
Stars.

Me and my Brother.
My Brother and I
We counted more stars than there were in the sky
Cause each star was a wish,
And each wish was dismissed because each wish was better than the last.

And when the sky was empty, and and no stars to see,
We wished on each other's hearts
Because each heart had more wishes than stars in the sky, and each of those wishes was a reason not to cry.

Cause that year of fear had been turned from hurt to hope.
And I found,
That if you're going down, hold onto that hope like a rope,
And pull yourself to the stars.

~Diamond