Songs And Poems
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Tears of a Clown
I am Pierrot, don't call me a clown, I bear the rose of a broken heart, I lost my love to my rival, So I cry, No, I do not lie, Or will I lay down my rose, my heart. My tears are my heart's lost blood, I will die of grief before I lay down my rose, My heart will die. I am Pierrot, don't call me a clown, I bear the rose of a broken heart, I lost my love to my rival, So I cry, No, I do not lie, Or will I lay down my rose, my heart. My tears are my heart's lost blood, I will die of grief before I lay down my rose, My heart will die.
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Rachel is a lover of gothic
poetry and the stories of Emily Dickinson, Poe, and other poets and
writers. She writes in a gothic sometimes romantic, and somewhat eclectic style
Is a classic, prolific writer.
