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Circus Freaks

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By Ayesha BrownPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Way down in the slums of the west

Lives your most unusual pest

Secluded from the putrid world

Lives your most terrifying boys and girls

The people who were destined to be confined

The people who'd destroy and rot your mind

And yes, they are prone to tell a lie

But, no one cares when a few people die

For people who are so unforgivably vile

Men and women don't mind staying a while

For a land that is expected to be cursed

The townspeople never expect the worst

For the people that would gut you with their bare hands

The ones casted off to no man's land

They are the most beloved above all

With a reputation so low, they stand so tall

For the men and women that'll make your lover cheat

For the rumors within we dare not repeat

For the people inside paid not to speak

Welcome to the land of the Circus Freaks

surreal poetry
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