circus of souls

dark, rhymes

in the circus of souls, those humans wander

not a clown in their pockets to make them stronger

laughing while crying as they create irony

with their fake love tinted ivory

"Behold the gold, the new and old,

the stories untold, and myths to unfold"

yet with all those aws

they create the laws

filled with perfect flaws

Greed became the need

to build and to succeed 

or else they will decompose

without hearing the applause!

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