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Dear puppet master

Broken arms, broken legs
Broken heart that cannot mend.
You accepted me
“Glory be”
Strings wrapped tightly
You patched me up nicely
Shone brightly for the world to see.
Years gone by
“Oh! Time fly “
Then I got better
You got bitter.
The strings were broken
Our bond ontsteken.




ThaSeductress
Written by ThaSeductress
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Author's Note
Never let a person be an anchor in your life.
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