SAD: Clown

Make me sad, clown.
Twist my mind,
Confuse me; its a plea.

Yawn of dawn,
Tired of your sick,
Snored all my rest away.

Heck! am out…
Sick of your nosy,
Told you.
I like being with me; nigeria!
How you forge these not-men.

There’s a wall,
Some concert,
Metal;anything you can
batter your skull’s frustrate away,
Cos you hate me so.

Hebrews 12:14 KJV

Follow peace with all men, and holiness, without which no man shall see the Lord:

This me being peaceful,
I rage at you through this,
get the behind me,

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