Title: Cirque: Act 1
Author: Ashleigh Giannoccaro
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A boy looked in a window, to see a naughty show 
Through the pane of pain, the master clown did blow 
The circus is a holy tent, the keeper of my rhyme 
Where I forged my chains, creating this pantomime 
Pretending to be normal, I wait until after dark 
Then I paint the frown on, get a whore from the park 
At the bottom of that bed was a darling in a chest 
She watched with big eyes, horror hooking her from rest 
She dances for the maniac, twirling on her strings 
I will make her mine, sharing damaged things 
I will be her riddle, she will help me grin 
So why does she run away, she has to let me in 
No one loves the clown, not even the midget 
We’ve gone too far, she will know my secret 
Love can break the hardest mask, I know this to be true 
Nightmares have hearts too, I only needed you 

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