Poem 6

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~Puppeteer~

Am I your puppet master?

Playing you like I please,

Making you do my bidding.

You say what I want

Is it true?

That I am the person that controls

And am I really a puppet master

That is slowly growing horns?

Nope.

Those horns have grown fast

But why?

Because someone provoked them.

Made my insides grow with anger

Denial and frustration

You have angered my mind

And I have seen how blind you are

You are mindless

And can not see people's happiness

So if I must lose my halo

And show my horns

To show you that people can be happy

I will gladly do so.

Just you wait and see

The truth with in me

The anger you've risen within

And my horns and demon wings

You have released the demon...

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