My Joker, my jester, my god forsaken clown
The reason why the twilight comes
As i wear my hollow crown
So many things have changed since i spoke long ago.
I thought of many dreams
nightmares from below
A hardship engraved in a token of embelishment
A quizzicle pacifier
is the riddle for my torment
I think of many rhymes, i think of many words
I think of what my life will bring
as i am the hollow blackbird
I just thought of each line and just wrote it, my plea for you is,
If you want something, grab it with both hands
Rip up peoples remarks
and throw them in the sands
Because you are all that matters
And you count for all
March beside Lucifer
Be brave little girl!
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