Young Writers Society

Wake up again flowers everywhere

The clowns never notice, rather not have ‘em care

On with the day, it’s on with another show

I try to pretend my monster never knows

Trapeze daredevils always flip and turn

One of em falls and breaks a leg, its like they never learn

The other breaks an arm, And now I have to chose

Who do I help, and who do I lose?

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Sonner or later they’ll find out and fight

I’ll get caught in the middle cause I know it isn’t right

I built a Circus Wall to keep the peace

Monster of memories will make it cease

Gotta make, that Circus Wall!

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It’s yet another day, and I can’t ever catch a break

Roses and dragon fruit are always at stake

Who is more delectable, who do I need in the show

I built a Circus Wall, but it never knows

Monster made of memories whispers in my ear

“Gotta lose one, but you hold them both dear”

Both are needed to perform the trick

Gotta have em both, I refuse to pick

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They used to be clowns, until I gave them the job

If both of them find out I lied, dear, dear god

Got a rose and fruit tatooed on their back

I hold em both dear, and that’s a fact

One’s nice, one’s mean, but I like em that way

Why does one have to go, why can’t they both stay?

It’s a death threat, deja vu, won’t happen again

I’ll keep one at a distance, then

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Sonner or later they’ll find out and fight

I’ll get caught in the middle cause I know it isn’t right

I built a Circus Wall to keep the peace

Monster of memories will make it cease

Gotta make, that Circus Wall!

~

It’s yet another day, and I can’t ever catch a break

Roses and dragon fruit are always at stake

Who is more delectable, who do I need in the show

I built a Circus Wall, but it never knows

Monster made of memories whispers in my ear

“Gotta lose one, but you hold them both dear”

Both are needed to perform the trick

Gotta have em both, I refuse to pick

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The clowns don’t know, they cant tell

The rose, she knows, but she’s hidden it well

The fruit is so gentle, it isn’t fair,

I swear to god, if they think I don’t care-

A rose has thorns, but the fruit is sweet

When it comes to my heart, I know it’s better for me

I can hold it close, unlike the rose

So it’s what I’ll choose, the one I’ll keep close

Closer, at least . . .

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Sonner or later they’ll find out and fight

I’ll get caught in the middle cause I know it isn’t right

I built a Circus Wall to keep the peace

Monster of memories will make it cease

Gotta make, that Circus Wall!

~

It’s yet another day, and I can’t ever catch a break

Roses and dragon fruit are always at stake

Who is more delectable, who do I need in the show

I built a Circus Wall, but it never knows

Monster made of memories whispers in my ear

“Gotta lose one, but you hold them both dear”

Both are needed to perform the trick

Gotta have em both, I refuse to pick

~

Let’s keep that Circus Wall.