As Creepy As Clowns
Dark Clouds Rain Down Tears Washing Away Swirling Colors From The Clown's Face..
October 3, 2018
Post modern
Post mortem
A portion of the proceeds
Will proceed us into death
If we can't change their minds
We'll abort them like the rest
What is left twisted and crooked
We're all victims now
Innocent until accused
Get used to being used
Skeleton key visions hanging by hooks
Above dusty shelves
Bereft of humanity
Our inconsistent masks that we wear
And change daily
Will not shield our eyes
From the oncoming melee.
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