all dressed up 

in things of gold

weaing heels inches tall 

floor length gown of gold and cream

waiting to be seen 

feeling anxious 

for it to begin 

heart beating ten times fast

cant seem to catch my breath

counting down hours one by one

its going to be so much fun 

dancing with friends 

dates too

just cant wait

for this day to end

so we can get ready 






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