My dear little porcelain clown
It brings me to tears to see you frown.
My heart breaks to see your flowers wilt
And watch your smile fall after everything we've built.
Trying to fix you with needle and thread
And wiping away these tears that you've shed.
Desperately stitching buttons to felt.
Competing against time as your make up melts.
Could I be more needy as I re-lace your shoes?
Fighting this battle that I'm doomed to lose?
Quibbling over what could have been done,
But an exposed flame will always burn.
As I weep over your tattered, coloured clothes
I ponder over who really knows
When the dreams of your lover are of saying goodbye
And they're only around so they don't see you cry.
If these pins are enough to hold you together
Perhaps I'll have time to please you forever.
For my dear little porcelain clown
It brings me to tears to see you frown.







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Men are deluded and women are confused. -Wisdom Benjamin Collestan
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Men are deluded and women are confused. -Wisdom Benjamin Collestan
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crayons taste like purple
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"Be thankful for everything..What seems meaningless now will mean the world in the end"....