Confetti

by cwviderkull

There once was a clown
who cried confetti.
Small pieces of paper
would fall from his eyes.

Considered the greatest of tricks
he was invited to perform it
in front of cheering crowds.

Addicted to the fame
he never told anyone
that his heart was made of paper
and that when shredded
it would bleed
in the form of confetti
or that while they were laughing
and clapping their hands
he was recalling
the saddest of memories
to keep the tears flowing.

One evening on stage
he stared at his audience
with eyes wide open
and fell down dead.
There was no more paper
of which to make confetti.

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