In Saddness
Waiting on a clown to cry
is like waiting forever to die
like a man trying to gain a name
only when looking into a mirror
all he sees is shame
Trying to be strong
but the only thing present is pain
seen by the world
only to be overlooked
Taken for a ride
that seems to never end
this ache is so great
it's like losing your only friend
Feeling immortal
only the truth stares you in your face
having loved
just to watch it fade away
watching a rose wither
Memories they torture
recalling each experience
bringing them to life
only to watch them die
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