Clowns

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Like a bird in the skies that flies so high I was once free to sing and spread my wings. Fireflies followed me at night making me a pathway with their tinny lights and I swung in the swings with cheer in my eyes.
I was once capable of dancing with my friends and to play our songs.

Now skeletons surround me in pure darkness. I look for my little lighted friends but they have all gone away. I'm in a cage built of strong madness and pain. Its attachments contain drops of blood that compacts them in real strength. The skeletons laugh at me and start dancing to our songs. I see clowns devouring the skins and laugh louder than ever. I'm being covered by those light brown eyes. They get close to me and I feel I'm being saved. The key is about to open when suddenly the bones of his hand gain strength and brake in pieces my freedom. I hear his evil laugh; the clowns get closer and closer the song gets louder and louder I try to run but im just getting closer; Help! Someone Help! Don't kill me, please, Its just a bad dream! Please wake up! Help me! Someone! Help!
Suddenly, I opened my eyes. I'm being huged by a man and who knows who. He took out his sword and broke the bars that mantained me in prision. All you could see was a fight of good and bad, knights and bullies, all surrounding me. I wish I had but I could never see his face. I remember a crown with emerald pieces. A silver colored sword and his armor as well. I felt cared as I once was. In the middle of the war I fainted because of my pain. I did not noticed but I was stabbed from my behind. The crowned man took me in his arms and nothing else remebers my mind. I woke on a beautiful room where I was being treated by my still remaining pain. Thank you, I replied. The woman with no face just stood and left when suddenly the crowned man appears. Alas! Your alive!
From that day on I was never taken again by those brown eyes. I was free.

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