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The Clown

Look around, here comes the Clown, Laughing smiling, see his painted face. Look again, I am the Clown, Beneath the make up, tears you’d trace Not supposed to shed his tears, Not allowed to show his fears. Pull my strings just watch me fly, I am the puppet, I don’t cry. I am the Showman, watch the show, If I’m sad, you’ll never know. The image I produce for all, Is of a happy, smiling, fool. I do not care, let people mock, Let them think my hearts a rock. All the taunts don’t reach my heart, Wind me up again the show will start. People don’t realise at times I cry. I hurt so much I want to die. I want you in my life so much, I need your love, I need your touch. When you’re away, I miss you so, I’m feeling sad…Lets start the show Look around here comes the Clown Making you laugh enjoy the fun, Look again I am the Clown Made up face fooling everyone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/4/2009 3:42:00 PM
I love this, Tom! Great write! Some of us who feel invisible are some of the brightest stars in the universe! Peace and love, Audrey
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