Blood drips down,
Heartbeats heighten.
A painted clown,
A day to darken.
Knife in hand,
Smile on face.
Dirtied sand*,
Trust, erase.
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*Gladiator fights would occur on beautiful coloured sand. In this context, betrayal is the most beautiful death one can give.
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Dancing Letters
PoetryWelcome to my world. Words dance and letters waltz. And I, in the midst of them, play the music that keeps them that way.
