Cirque Act 1

A boy looked in a window, to see a naughty show Through the pane of pain, the master clown did blow The circus is a holy tent, the keeper of my rhyme Where I forged my chains, creating this pantomime Pretending to be normal, I wait until after dark Then I paint the frown on, get a whore from the park At the bottom of that bed was a darling in a chest She watched with big eyes, horror hooking her from rest She dances for the maniac, twirling on her strings I will make her mine, sharing damaged things I will be her riddle, she will help me grin So why does she run away, she has to let me in No one loves the clown, not even the midget We've gone too far, she will know my secret Love can break the hardest mask, I know this to be true Nightmares have hearts too, I only needed you

Author: Ashleigh Giannoccaro
Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 09/13/2016
Pages: 260
Binding Type: Paperback
Weight: 0.57lbs
Size: 8.00h x 5.00w x 0.55d
ISBN13: 9781537652054
ISBN10: 1537652052
BISAC Categories:
- Fiction | Romance | Suspense

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