Kimiko's Dilemma

Fragmenting dreams are bursting the seams
Of my battered, naive soul.
Piro just might help make it right
If his heart can pay the toll.

I'm hounded by fans, and Lockart's demands
Could be the end of me.
To leave it all, lest I should fall -
Will that let my soul fly free?

We'll pay the price of fame's device,
And burn ourselves in its flame.
I do desire to douse the fire
For fear that I shall maim.

Dare I fight, to do it right?
I fear what I could lose.
If I could be true, the good I would do -
Dear Lord, please help me choose!

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