Ok, and this is my first poem ever... I hope there is no as much mistakes as I think there is... so please enjoy
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CLOWN
I've seen the sadness clown in the circus tent
he sat there engrossed in his thoughts
he heard nothing bu words of his soul
and felt nothing, even his own heartbeat
he looked so sad – my clown
my clown – so lonely!
The look in his eyes – it hurt my heart
I wanted to help – I couldn't
No body could help him
When I asked for reason
He answered with nothingless
Then I felt his sadness on myself
He was alone, so alone
Even I wasn't there – in his eyes
He sat there as nobody
Silently patting the lion
Then...
I heard the bell sound
As an order to entry
He stood up and went into the spotlight
Then turned around
As if he wanted me to see him the last time
And only I saw the lonely tear in his eye.