As Creepy As Clowns

Dark Clouds Rain Down Tears Washing Away Swirling Colors From The Clown's Face..

Stoned confessions
Of a woodland creature
Whose aura is hidden
By an animal instinct
Hidden cessatations
Hidden cessatations

I wanna run to the end
And kiss a rabid
Star
Child....

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