cringe poetry ig

All The World's A Stage

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All the world's a stage,
Quoted from Shakespeare the truth,
The world is on a set path,
Choices not defined.

Green strings wrap a dancer's neck,
Bells jingle from her hands and feet,
Merely a puppet to the cycle of life,
'Till the end of days.

Up and down go the limbs,
Fate in the largest hands,
The narrative on a linear decline,
A rather awful film, I believe.

Tap shoes muffled by a green wrap,
Envy and deceit giggling idly by,
The end of days rapidly approaches,
But no one notices, cares, feels.

The worlds end dancehall,
Finally filled with dolls,
It's time for you to dance,
All the men and women merely players.

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Fun fact, thiz poem waz one of the onez i submitted at a poetry thing at my school, and my group somehow won.