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Laughing clown

When the nonsense goes is when the conscience grows|

Obscure in the emptiness of nothing|

A dark hole with no hope|

Dwindling with the closing door|

A crack in the middle|

Sprout a light of hope|

The light grew|

Isolating the dark with scenes of grey|

Absent from the remote land|

A screaming voice Utters|

The noise to block the sound from the sun|

The voices uniting into one loud screech|

Misplaced was the microphone|

Unplugged to dismiss the surrounding sounds|

The pounds the weight carried to bury the noise|

Today sees the time|

Tomorrow shows the minutes|

Next week tells the days|

A Rusted crown on the head of a clown laughing|

From the outside of the hole|

That dark void|

Singing with a menacing tone|

His throat clogged in a patterned noise|




-This poem was originally longer, but I had to break it down. Because i didn't want you all to be lost. My brain works in strange ways, and i get all these ideas that pop into my head all at once. I know most people still won't understand what my exact message is, but I like it that way :)

Anyways hope you guys still like it.


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