As Ever The Great Clowns Do

Resentment because of your ingratitude
Lost due to the walls you build
Cold because of melancholy in sounds of wind
But still holding on to broken strings

Every night is more dark than usual
Your words are just too casual
Clouding mind are blur image of past
It’s been so long
I’m in need of new start
Wild wind caution the flowers
Behold the pure innocence of power
Ignorance never lived for long
There is no sense in this sadistic song

Whatever now happens my friend
Heed no correction now
The blood rushes through vein
As pain is no matter to frown
I give up to pay attention
The hurt is not worth mention
As the numbness subsides now
I don’t need your manipulating assurance
As ever the great clowns do
I take my bow

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