Clown
I am the clown Who always has to smile. I can’t even whisper While my soul burns under my flesh, And my flesh boils above my bones. Lilith did not yield, Adam betrayed Lilith, Lilith was punished, Yet everyone blames Lilith, Even Adam’s sins. The world didn’t start fair, And the end won’t be fair. I am a yielding clown, Earning to be loved, Earning to be chosen, Just a condition... Selling my emotions to Buy someone’s.
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