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A cluwne in the dark
Written By: Beak Wyatte
Non-Fiction
A cluwne in the dark, Allen Wurst was the victim, I could hear his screams in my eardrum
Security was useless, as usual, it seems that an officer to help was immovable.
The floor red with blood like his eyes
Maybe that cluwne was guilt in disguise.
Organs exploded everywhere, I got hit by a pair of lungs
I cannot rest until I find em,
Maybe I am next, this thought terrifies me, I cannot rest.
Security was useless, as usual, it seems that an officer to help was immovable.
The floor red with blood like his eyes
Maybe that cluwne was guilt in disguise.
Organs exploded everywhere, I got hit by a pair of lungs
I cannot rest until I find em,
Maybe I am next, this thought terrifies me, I cannot rest.