loud and clear
tearful laughter
insanity behind
the dark cloud
cannot be taken
robbing the rose
bush its beauty
a stolen kiss
a few drops
of blood confirm
the dead alive
boomerang effect
mocking returns
the mocker rides
the moon
the darkness the fearful
fear has new returned
and there is no
escape into the sunshine
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