Beautiful Disaster

Thoughts are poetic
The tragic comedy
Death of the clown
You can’t help but
Laugh
Even when you see the finally tear
Come out of his eyes
As the realization
That this is it
Knowing things would have to come to an end
But not like this
Never crossed the plains of his imagination
Laying here
Unable to move
Alone
Badly injured
Wounds not soothed
Think next time
You have too many drinks
And decide to get behind the wheel
You may be saving my life
 
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