Freestyle rhyme

I look around to find a face I can see
somewhere along the crack perfectly in line like a symphony.
Placing my heart into another's hand is always a part of my magic,
Cause sometimes it leaves me sunk like the titanic.
Yet here I am with hat and cane walking through these doors,
Doing my usual daily routines like its my life's chores.
But yet this is odd my head is pulled out of a hat,
By a human like rabbit as the crowd applauds from their mat.
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Posted: Oct 2013
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