eye water stained your face
like the glass windows hanging on my church
envy reveals the bitterness you have
and only tears release your comfort
caused by a frown from a joker's past
slay the dragon
kill the demon
my tears come from a laughing clown
so listen to the mimes in your own life
soak your frustrations with the ink of a pen
and let me breathe freedom from the air
even if I choke on the clouds
I want to be stripped from all your green malice
and clothed with the innocence of a child
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This is a good poem, but maybe correct the spelling of innocence.

