The Circus

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hidden feelings

Do you see them

Some people call them

Freaks who need more friends,

Whose candle blew out

Way too soon.



The depressed clown

Sways back and forth

His exaggerated smile

Reaching back to his ears,

The bright red makeup

Dripping down his chin.



He looks over

At the Bearded Lady,

Her forgotten life

Fading away

Into her blackened

Covered face;

Once beautiful

Until someone

Falsley shaded in

All the gaps

That let her be herself.



Across the feild,

If you pay fifty cents

You can see

The siamese twins

Dance the hokey pokey,

They wonder why

It causes so much fuss now,

Because when they were kids

They were normal

And now they are considered freaks,

Like the hunchback

On top of the old church

Ringing away

His dreams.



Justine Zingg

10/14/03

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wow! cool cool I like the pic's you put in my head.