The Clown
By BadKharma
Like a puppet danced around on a string, you controlled my every movement. Walked me along your twisted plot, comic, tragic and romantic... Like a fool I worshipped your every word, was easily decieved by your lies. Sacrificed everything in the pursuit of your every dream... Like a mime I stood trapped in a box, beating my fists against the glass. I searched franticly for release, as you watched my silent screams... When the show was over, you tossed me away. I fell upon the earth, like a crumpled ticket stub. Written February 23rd, 2002 © on Feb 23 2002 09:40 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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