~Until the darkness pulls~
The darkness creeps through,
But the world has let some light come through,
Words are spoken that were never to be thought.
The tears roll down her checks unlike the words,
She speaks the darkness will always creep into you again.
Today always comes but yesterdays are done,
Tomorrow is still uncertain as the sands have not been flipped as of yet.
Words of a clown words that always pull me down,
How much more do you think I will take of this?
Nothing here is new everything is used,
As the feelings of blue circle me and fall inside of my head.
The darkness comes from you it always shines through
Some days I just wish I were just left alone for dead.
Without you around I can be again a clown,
I have entertained a many ladies with my jester within.
I need to be a muse and let the hate undo,
Until the darkness pulls at you and sucks you back in…..
~Inkmaster~
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