Tonight, you saw the tears of a clown;
Oh! How you made him take of his mask,
Oh! How you made him take off the facade
And made him say things he’d hoped not to.
Pow! 💥
That’s the last pop off the balloons,
Cos it was just like every other days,
When he made people laugh away their worries,
Yet he dies in silence in his own pool of anomalies.
Like a mirror, he watched you as you speak,
For the first time he saw himself in a new face,
He felt the pains in everything you said,
He saw the tears in every pause you made.
There goes a tingling beyond his wide chest,
A sensation off his tiny heart,
There he goes clutching on his pillows,
Like a toddler who got deprived of chocolate euphoria.
You became the muse he’d once lost,
He became the love you’d hoped for,
A smile so genuine across his face,
But a familiar doubt across your mind.
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