To get me ready for the night.
I put make-up on and dressed up.
I was such a pretty and cute sight.
An ankle-long black dress.
Covered with silver sparkles.
The same sparkles on black shoes,
All over, even on the buckles.
My nails had decorations too.
Purple, silver and black confetti.
My skin was covered with glitter.
Dressed up, I was so ready.
I could hardly wait for the night.
Daddy and me, dancing together.
Nobody else, just me and him.
We barely spent time with each other.
Before this, I was unsure about him.
Now I knew he was truly glad.
He was going to dance with me.
He was proud to be my dad.
Now things have changed.
It's been left in the past.
Will never do it again.
I wish it could have last.
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