Puppet.

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I offered you my love,
Yet you took it all.
Now you have rose above,
And left me alone.

You become kinder,
With each day,
Making me blinder,
To the evil things you say.

You control me,
You make me forget.
You don't let me see,
You're not the same person I met.

I would like to say,
You're the only person that is to blame,
But I was the one that let you stay,
And you only continued to play your game.

You used me as your doll,
As a puppet that you control,
But I let you do that,
Thinking you were worth of my love.

Now it's the time,
I finally realise,
What you did was a crime,
Just like all your lies.

Not one of my best ones, but I hope you like it!

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