Sad ClownPlease don’t be cruel to me; please, don’t be hateful. Do you think a clown of me? Do you think me faithful? With my wit, to cover this lie… are you mesmerized? Do I look your idol… or am I the fool? Now let me ask this- Whose fool are you?Sad Clown
Where will you go when I’m gone… little girl? Will you just sit here and cry? You can’t suffer as I… little girl. You never suffered as I.
Why are you weeping now? You think this is sad? Am I your oxen now…? Or your acrobat? I’m your clown. A clown that is sad… little girl. I’m a clown that is sad.
I put on this face, as
poetry iconThe People I Love The MostThe people I love the best- can see their greater meaning. They always love the rest, But are somehow always dreaming. And through it all- the pain and struggles of a broken-hearted hope They keep on dreaming; dreaming and dreaming, up and down the slope Then someone scorns their dreaming with a narrow-minded glare But the truth is- if not for dreaming- they’d not be anywhere.The People I Love The Most
I love the people who harness their creativity and dedicate their mind To a cause or to a purpose; to a world that they’ve designed Because, within all of us there is an endless scope of such imagining &
Metaphysic~Metaphysic~Metaphysic
Undulating pathogen; I step my left and right again
Poison floods the state of mind, a metaphysic jagged line
How do you do when all you knew was never what you wanted to?
My question for the slow to start, the weak of head and broken heart:
Why do you cry and say “Pity, no, I beg you stay” but still I know
That all you need is a shoulder; a friend, and a shoulder.
My own shoulder is closer than you think. Pathogen, poison, and metaphysic.
odd sensations
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Nem Pah!
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Release!
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Well.. nothing has happened yet, but for some reason I need to go the the bathroom.
~tiger
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