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Tears of a Clown
The tears of a clown are always sad,
Whether or not they're good or bad.
The sadness goes from him to me,
His tears sting my heart, just like a bee.
It's sad to say that his tears are mine,
His tears or my tears, either way, it isn't fine.
The clown sits in his corner room.
Sad and alone, waiting, waiting, just waiting for his doom.
this also reminds me f a
this also reminds me f a verse from a song
Oh you never turn around to see the frowns
on the jugglers and the clowns when they all did
tricks for you
never understood that it aint no good
you shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
oh and i liked the poem only makes sence that when some one who makes you happy crys that there tears can also make your cry
the most holy man knows the devil best
That poem
I like that poem you posted, and not many people get what this poems about! But you did, thank god.
I really love it when people understand what i write about. <3
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