Molester
A smile on the face as the heart bleeds to cry,
The show must go on, a jester seems to sigh.
Tears in check, lost love and a dance to perform.
Her errors in encounters with the third kind.
Notions in fulfillment nature to rejoice,
Lock emotional fallacy bounded by choice,
Dancing to her rhythms within opera norms,
Holds her grin in fancy defiant as a cat.
Mankind sold in ransom little to understand?
UN-mask lady joker with delights firsthand.
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