The Clown
the clown hides behind his mask of many colors
watching, waiting
on the hunt for one who looks at the world with child like wonder
a tattered soul and torn wings
she is still trusting... searching
for her lover, her soulmate
the perfect target for the clown
he uses his pretty promises
and sugar coated lies
tempting the little fairie to let down her guard
offering romance and passion
but most of all honesty
all the while hunting for anther conquest
adding another tear to the fairies pale wings
the clown moves on.
watching, waiting
on the hunt for one who looks at the world with child like wonder
a tattered soul and torn wings
she is still trusting... searching
for her lover, her soulmate
the perfect target for the clown
he uses his pretty promises
and sugar coated lies
tempting the little fairie to let down her guard
offering romance and passion
but most of all honesty
all the while hunting for anther conquest
adding another tear to the fairies pale wings
the clown moves on.
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