The reason behind clowns:

by broken reflection   Aug 6, 2006


My face is white...

My tears are painted,
My nose is red.

Laughter is what you are fed...

My hair is tainted,
As a color of blue,

My aim is for only you...

I don't want you to laugh,
I want you to join,

My trick doesn't need a coin...

I will stalk you for weeks,
I know your address,

But what must I confess...

Father forgive me for I have sinned,
A crime most fowl among others,

A trusted bond between their mothers...

It's not hard to take one,
It just needs to be well planned,

You mustn't misunderstand...

I may hurt them,
I may use them,

I will destroy them...

I kill them slowly,
I torture them for days on end,

Until the damage is too far to mend!

Writer: "And this is why I do not like clowns... because I'm paranoid".

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