A pause upon a line,
That comma of a kind,
This break to seek the words,
To express the sadness behind,
For every drop of blood,
A tear is shed,
That stain upon the earth,
Tattooed it will remain,
Of innocence is the loss,
Written will be the words,
Of regret in time,
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| Tears of the Clown |
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