Inverted Soul

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Drowning Clown

Found dressed like a clown,
in a dark blue haze
When the fog rolls in
it drowns my parade

Puddles that collect all the rain,
like thoughts that continue to race.
Am I losing my mind,
or am I just that insane.

I'm frozen and cold,
and the clock stands still.
I still can't decide,
how i should feel?

I remain in the dark.
The clock spins like a wheel,
With troubling thoughts
that I can't conceal.

So never mind me,
I can not believe
I've had to much of this,
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