she never cared, she was my puppeteer, she used me for a while, she used me for her own pleasure, then she cut my strings, I fell lifeless in her cemetery, I lost my moves, I lost my soul, I was a prisoner of her strings. I'm free now but I'm just a puppet with no puppeteer
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Wisdom From the Dark Side. (#Wattys2015)
PoetryA bundle of dark poems and short poetic stories from life experiences and a great love of poetry and literature. -We hope you enjoy it. -Don't forget to vote and comment. My daughter and I share this experience. -Written by: Michel and Carmen Ahwach.
