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On display tonight,
you just can’t miss the show.
A wistful bright lite,
goes out dont’cha know.
A tormented soul that wants to die.
Laugh with us as we watch her cry.
A beautiful lass, contemplates the blade.
A hanging, a gun, a sip of night shade.
Jeer at her when she has second thoughts.
Encourage the insanity her own mind has wrought.
She’s only 16 and has a broken heart,
For only 5 dollars you can tear her apart.
Get in her head, she’ll never wed.
All the boy wanted was to get her to bed.
One night only.
This you gotta see.
A young virgins death,
for such a small fee.
For 5 dollars more, for you we will pour,
her blood in a glass.
This dark circus has class!
- by Paging Dr Fagot |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 06/06/2010 |
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- Title: The Dark Circus
- Artist: Paging Dr Fagot
- Description: A poem about a tormented soul that run away to join to circus, only to be killed.
- Date: 06/06/2010
- Tags: dark circus
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