Cloudy Clown

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	Thoughts from the soul.
	Army of me
	Healed.
	Shamelessly, shamefully open.
	Growing numb emptyness.

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Cloudy Clown

01-06-2016

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Broke ope

My ribcase broke open a few hours ago.
Welcome to the final impact and force of my last screamed "No!".

When I have finally climbed up from this abyss,
I'll be reborn out of forgotten ashes.

A stormy wind will flow from deep within,
And in newfound madness, I will grin.

Until that moment, I'll lay defeated,
by all those cowards who lied and cheated.

Sorrow will forge itself into newborn hate.
And for each poor sinner, all hope will arrive too late.

I've thrown myself in one Hell of a training,
And when I'm done here, even in your bones it'll be raining!

I haven't stumbled and crawled for ages on this Godforsaken path,
To fade away without the required comeback.

I'll allow the waterfall of my eternall tears,
to conquer all of my imprinted fears...

Amputation of what has been done, is impossible,
And until strength is gained, on goes the stumble...

But I swear when I finally manage to walk,
never again will I hesitate to talk.

And when I determine my own start,
I'll tear each and every one of you apart...

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