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Puppet on a String
Passion. Desire. Lust.
To be with her was a must.
Emotional storms raged on the inside
Was a puppet on a string, lost all pride.
When she left, a part of me died.
© 2012 The Refined Poet. All rights reserved.
To be with her was a must.
Emotional storms raged on the inside
Was a puppet on a string, lost all pride.
When she left, a part of me died.
© 2012 The Refined Poet. All rights reserved.
Published 5th Feb 2014
| Edited 23rd Apr 2023
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5th Feb 2014 5:15am
Something about this poem feels broken.
The concept is great, the choice of words is fine too, but the structure of the poem feels like there's something more that you could have done with this.
The concept is great, the choice of words is fine too, but the structure of the poem feels like there's something more that you could have done with this.
6th Aug 2014 10:18pm
Thanks for the critique. I did mean for it to seem broken and disjointed to demonstrate the brokeness of the sentiment in the poem. But, I will see what I can do to improve it.
Appreciate it.
~TRP~
Appreciate it.
~TRP~
1st Jun 2018 4:57am
Thank you for this write!
I know this feeling on so well,, but change is neccessary
I know this feeling on so well,, but change is neccessary
23rd Apr 2023 5:17am
