The Circus Boy

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Sitting there in between the audience
Staring at dead eyes moving in a sequence

Playing with fire
Fearless
Looking so tired
Speachless

I hear your heart
I feel your eyes..Begging.

Looking for a hand
A help a hope..digging

A grave
Knowing that you can't afford a coffin

Its time to go home darlin'
To leave all this behind , to let it go
I'll spread my wings take you up with me,So..

Close your eyes.

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