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The Joker

by jackeline-chacon

A life filled with games and fun Excitement through criminal run A dark soul with colorful hair Psychotic laughter fills the air Always wearing a sinister smile A mad man that walks in style Mentally ill and damaged heart He mixes love and hate into art Hidden anger in his laughter Crying himself sick right after Joys in killing innocent folks A passion for blood and jokes Confused because his past He roams his childhood cast Insanity puts him up and down To live the life of a killer clown
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Aug 6, 2014
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#death#the#blood#kill#murder#killer#violence#clown#batman#joker
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