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The Clown.
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Happy.
But you're not.
You joke and mess around.
So you can feel okay.
You put on your mask.
And you play your part well.
Only I see past your cover.
I see the anger.
The rage.
Self hatred.
Consumes you.
You opened up to me once.
But never again.
Never again.
Will I know what you really feel.
This is killing me.
Poisening you.
You will regret this.
One day.
I wish I could of helped you.
But now.
You're just...
Too far gone.