It's over.
And i'm getting sicker every minute.
Musical theatre brings you up,
Then drops you straight on your ass.
When the actors leave the building,
And the last clap leaves the audience's hands,
And the last notes leave the actor's lips
You know it's over.
The sparkling, blue eyes you'll never see again.
The ones that change-- and are always the same amount of gorgeous.
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