Ive been taken; Puppetry.
Piloted without control.
Creating a painfilled poetry
Whats to fill the whole.
My silver cord of unbreaking
Feeding the trendsetter
An action of pure faking
Whose is the controller
Tell me my future
Tell me my demise
Who is this creature
Let this be suprise
I am the puppet master controlling myself
I am the puppet as I cannot control my emotions
Guiding a disgusting weath
Breeding from the intoxicating potions
Taken over my heart
Taken my soul
Please let us depart
Give back what you stole
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A World Of My Own
PoetryWhen in a world full of colors, some disgusting, some beautiful, you only see black. Being equal, and equally significant in the spectrum or law but everything you do and everything you thing think creates prosperity to everything; beautiful or...
