My Circus. My Monkeys.

Our world is a sneaky, slithering and majestic circus, made up of all the things we’ve thought and allowed in our ring. Remember that.

Gather those embers

and burn my heart in two.

Bare your teeth

and make my words spill through.

Your hatred for me

only attracts love.

It’s been magnetized

by the strength from above.

You know you won’t win

when anger breathes fire.

It can’t steal the show

when truth walks the wire.

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