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Hahaha Bitch!
I've resorted to the mindless jests and empty laughs,
The marks of a sad clown.
I speak words of beauty to the broken,
And scream with jubilance to the top of my lungs.
There's a looming shadow looking over me
Like the cold presence of an angry cloud.
Who will dodge the front
And let the hell within me
Rain down for all to quake
And fear?
The marks of a sad clown.
I speak words of beauty to the broken,
And scream with jubilance to the top of my lungs.
There's a looming shadow looking over me
Like the cold presence of an angry cloud.
Who will dodge the front
And let the hell within me
Rain down for all to quake
And fear?
Published 14th Sep 2020
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