Stupid clown
Falls down
On the tip
Of his
Ceramic
Hand
He is
A pallid
Angelic
Blonde
Heart-shaped
Cheeks
Of peach
Masquerade
You, white
Twinkle toes
Up in the air,
Think
You know
Me?
You are
Just the
Gloom
Of treasures
Past
You are
The remains
Of carefree
Times,
Chippering
Sighs
Happy,
Never empty
How
I miss
Thee.
Great
commencement
Strong
discussion
Weak ending
That
Is all
You are.
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