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The Puppeteer
Whenever, wherever I will exist,
You can’t shut me off.
You can’t turn me down.
Forever in your mind,
Pondering on my every word,
A constant rebellion in thoughts.
Blowing away all reason,
Blocking every positive view,
My puppet of repressed desires.
For every exertion a string,
Like wax in my hands,
Now dance for me little puppet.
You will never be free.
You can’t shut me off.
You can’t turn me down.
Forever in your mind,
Pondering on my every word,
A constant rebellion in thoughts.
Blowing away all reason,
Blocking every positive view,
My puppet of repressed desires.
For every exertion a string,
Like wax in my hands,
Now dance for me little puppet.
You will never be free.
Published 19th Jul 2021
Author's Note
Sometimes I just can't control myself.
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