Me: I made a little poem. It's kind of morbid.
Rima: You will have an irrational fear of clowns after this.
Me: YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Tadase: MWAHAHAHA!
Ikuto: Bakas.
A blonde little clown,
Crawling toward me
With empty amber eyes that cannot see.
Her makeup is fresh;
Her lips shine blood red.
There's something wrong with this picture;
I forgot that Rim was dead.
I want to cry;
She couldn't be saved.
I'm frozen with fear
As she stares at me in that way.
Her pink costume is torn
And her tutu is gone.
She's smiling at me;
Something definitely is wrong.
There are blood spots all over;
It's always the same.
There's a smile on her face
That looks warped and insane.
I want to run away,
Yet I'm captured by her eyes.
I need to get out,
Or our love will be my demise.
Mocking, smiling,
Painted lips smirking at my face.
Sweat rolling; I'm worried.
My heart is starting to race.
My stomach rolls in fear;
The clown inches closer toward me.
Mad woman, crazed clown,
Is this what we're supposed to be?
A weakness, I feel it;
For once, I feel the fear.
Wetness on my cheeks,
I can't seem to stop the tears.
Little blonde clown,
With that sad look in your eyes.
You hum your lullaby of insanity,
But are these just more little lies?
You're a porcelain nightmare;
Your scent is driving me over the brink.
With you gazing at me like that,
It's hard for me to even think.
You pretend to be this way,
Dolled up with innocence and smiles.
I know the truth you try to hide
Behind your porcelain eyes.
Me: Aw Nagihiko! Do you really feel this way?
Nagihiko: Yup, you're my little crazed clown. *pokes Rima*
Rima: And you're a perverted crossdresser with bad taste in clothes. *bites his finger*
Nagihiko: O_O TURRRRNNN OOONNNNN! *faints*
Rima: The hell?
Me: That just totally gave me another Rimahiko story idea! The Plot Bunnies have blessed me!