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A Puppet No More!

I walk through fire
that scorches the soul
and scars the mind

wishing to start anew
feeling the power of light
on my flesh tenderly kissing me

giving me balm
for a being that has been
mere ashes from within

no longer will I be
a puppet for the voices
that ring in my head

dizzing me colliding
with a heart
that holds all beauty dear

i've been a wanderer
with little but evil to say
stitching this side of my mouth

I set myself free
the damned may walk inside me
but they will no longer have voice

not wanting to be a mere marionette
I cut the strings
that have been binding me

Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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