Joanne Kearsey Biography

Facing the world with a heart as hard as stone,
No emotions linger in this canvas that bears no soul,
Stating the obvious to be hated by all,
As this psychopathic daze buries me in a deeper hole.
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The shards of life piece together to make us incomplete,
Without rules we are lost in a maze of despair,
Trapped amongst the branches that hold us up,
But what do we do with all the evil clowns at the town fair.
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Smiling confuses people because then they think we're happy,
Falling into sleeplessness as the shadows start to dance and play,
Watch out for the bugs as they tend to bite,
And just by chance they might steal you away.
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Broken words are forgotten in the silence of the past,
Another face awakens to the secrets that are wiped clean,
The message repeats itself as the voice grows louder,
And we are slowly becoming this rusted machine.
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Facing the world with your soul stripped bare
Coming forth into a world full of mystery
Believing in something that isn't real until now
As it is the only thing left to see
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