Ghost Of A Clown

Posted: November 28, 2014 in Poems, Random thoughts, Reblogs, Writing

Ghost Of A Clown

WorldofHarley

Ghostclown

Dead clown cries faintly
Even as friends raise a toast
One day they will know

Every night he stares
His friends innocent children
Balloon sculpture blade

Guiltless blood all shed
Lonely ghost has new public
Deathlike crowd applaud

Dead clown seeks more friends
Balloon cutter hunts more broods
All fear the dead clown

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