My Final isappearing act

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For now I'll imagine my great escape.

My disappearing act.

My final game.

I smile so sweetly,

So innocently,

So evilly.

As the crowd applauses me once more.

And the children laugh and cry for more.

Everyone is smiling.

Yet the thing that they don't know,

Is that there is no more.

This show is my last.

A final appearance for me.

This show is my final disappearing act.