I was searching through my...soul? Archives? Email? Useless information? ETC?!?!?!?!....*ahem* and found this poem. It dates back to a time in which I was very depressed....well, for no reason that I can think of for the time being. I thought I'd post it, for some reason, even though it's rather terrible and I've since then picked my emo butt off of the ground and had a smile attached permanently to my face with lasers.
Jeering faces
Twisted smiles
Fingers pointing
Watch me fall
Come people young and old
Come people, gather 'round
Such a sight is rare indeed...
...the tears of a clown.
I am aware that clowns cry all the time, and that such a sight isn't that rare at all, let alone "indeeeeeeed"....but hey, give me some credit, I wasn't in my right mind razz
Rainbow Bunny of Doom Community Member 
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