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I bite. Hard. Dont need a reason, I just do. It feels good. To me anyway.
Im not sane. How sane I am varies from moment to moment.
Whats funny to me might not be funny to you.
Im not the clown in the circus, or handing out balloon animals at parades.
I'm the clown in your closet that waited for your parents to leave and for you to just about fall asleep.
Im the clown you checked for under the bed.
Im the clown that will shove you up against a wall just to see that look in your eyes.
Yeah Im that clown. It's not makeup and the teeth are real.
Nite nite now. |
