The Star

 

~~

The sound of the stilettos
echoed in the aisle.
The gait of the winner
emerged in style.
 
The smile that dazzled
and head held high
with crown on the curls
waved the rising star.
 
Amidst the cheers and wishes
were celebrations abound.
What no one could see
were the tears and the scars.
 
~~

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