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Manikins never die [succession]

It's there but it never pounds
This little heart of mine
I'm made of plastic parts and wires
So throw at me all you've got
A manikin never die

Use me to quench your desires
Look into my eyes
Play me like a fool I am
Twist me to beyond the point of bend
Take a guess how much it hurt,
It never hurt
Manikin I am

So feed me your poisonous lies
Drench my back into pack of knives
Take what you can, lead me to a pack of hounds
I'll keep smiling even more alive

Place me before my enemies
Turn me into your comedy
Dress me to your parody
Make me dance to your melody
Then throw me away when you are done with me
You wouldn't be the first
Manikins never die

Written by poetOftragedy
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Author's Note
I guess this is my way of finding different ways to write the same old poem...
This is what happens when history repeats itself from lessons unlearned
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