paper-made mache. dance, dance, dance.
terrible rain,
echoing pain,
princes slain,
life is over.
wrote a new ending,
found a true sending,
realized the lending,
and here i am.
feet are bleeding,
hatred is seething,
freedom is receding,
17 years is long enough.
hid away the dance shoes,
put together the dark clues,
and dared to not believe the news.
i always knew the true you.
bent back the blade,
gave up on aide,
swore never to be afraid.
im getting stronger.
daddys little dancer,
was quite a little actress,
played the victim,
became the victim,
dreamed of heaven,
put herself through hell,
and in the end
there was no story book ending.
tayler lynne krummel began to die the day she was born.
she didnt just die off, she was torn.
daddys little dancer,
was quite a little artist,
wanted to paint the color,
got lost in the darkness,
wanted to find the truth,
but told herself a lie
and in the end
there was no explanation.
tayler lynne krummel's end was coming the day someone dared to say no.
he refused to accept it, he was the only one, it hit her like a blow.
he was the only one, to say no.
why was he the only one?
daddys little dancer,
was quite a little liar,
swore she knew the truth,
but only told the lies,
thought she found the key to the lock,
but blades don't cut through metal,
and in the end
there was an end.
tayler lynne krummel died the minute she found home.
you'll find her, on the tracks, of the number 3 subway to manhattan.
daddys little dancer,
burned her dance shoes,
she doesn't dance anymore,
not like she used to,
and instead of drowning,
she's grown gills,
and now she swims with the fishes.
tay camille lynne is allowed to live.
tay camille lynne is allowed to laugh.
tay camille lynne is allowed to be.
hey father,
houdini died in october,
MORE THAN 80 YEARS AGO.
who the hell are you impersonating?
who the hell do you think you are?
find a light,
it's so bright,
realized true night.
i am real,
i can feel,
its to god i kneel.
not to anyone else.
tay camille lynne is a real girl.
and it's about damn time.
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