Lovely Bones

Show after show
You learn as you grow
Beauty is pain
View your body, disdain
Ribs protruding
Your hunger pains soothing
Proof you are succeeding
One bites' overeating
Your bones are your beauty
It's a dancer thing, duty

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Duty as a dancer is to look pleasing. Also being so light is a duty to look uniform and help with the lifts. Its a duty, there is a purpose for these bones.