" Fragile Clown"
I became a clown, with a heart so frail, Juggling dreams, each one doomed to fail. Behind the makeup, lies a soul in pain, Trapped in a world of endless rain. Every laugh I fake, chips away at me, Beneath the facade, no one can see. With every step, I carry my regrets, In this circus of sorrow, I place my bets. My laughter echoes in an empty room, A haunting melody of joy consumed. Each smile I wear, a mask of disguise, Concealing the tears that fill my eyes. I dance alone in the spotlight's glow, Lost in a performance of woe. A broken heart, a shattered dream, In this lonely circus, I silently scream.
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