The broken people become masters at mending. Don’t despise your adversity. It is preparing you for something greater. (anonymous)
All That's left is to Be a Clown
Too many times his heart was broken
Too many times he healed his pain
Too many times his vows were spoken
Never again, never again
The scars upon his heart revealed
Wounds in life he had endured
He recuperated alone with his lips sealed
Spilling it all was so absurd
The lonely man with eyes so sad
And a painted smile for all to see
Is all that is left of hope he had
It's a clown that he pretends to be
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