Never knew what it would do to you:
The golden crown
and the throne.
And then you stick your fingers in the air and
like a magician,
you make that rabbit appear again.
Look closely, and you see its bleeding gums and rotting teeth.
You're careful, though, and won't let the audience see the decay.
You live for the audience-- can't disappoint the paying customers.
Their clapping hands feed the beast inside.
But it's no secret: The beast comes out sometimes, looking for easy prey.
These are the ones who have seen
the
real one.
And they are quiet, knowing quiet is better.
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