/48/ Puppet

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PUPPET

I'm trapped inside by your strings of fate.
I couldn't escape because it's too late.

Too late to break free from the illusions,
drowning me into a deep hallucination.

Hallucination that leads me to nowhere.
But I could still feel you in the cold air.

Like a perfume, I was in a sweet trance,
hypnotizing me with an ecstasy dance.

I'm living in the world of fake and lies.
I thought my life is safe from your eyes.

I was lost in the long paths of darkness,
running away to search my brightness.

Your strings is easily pulling me back.
For I wasn't strong, where did I lack?

Like a tornado, I'm spinning around,
coming back to you into the ground.

You strangled my life with a big harm.
I am hopeless with your captive arms.

I was terrified by your deadly stares,
locking me in the series of nightmares.

In this moment, how could I survive?
I wish to avoid danger and to be revive.

If I really could be brave enough,
I'll cut strings and give you handcuffs.

No one can save me in this dark fantasy.
I'm trapped by your strings of captivity.

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A/N: Hi! I love this poem so much! It's give me a thrill to write this.

I do believe on what they called "Writer's Instinct." Because whenever I write a poem, words came flashing inside my mind in a proper line and rhyming.

I know it sounds crazy but hey, I guess it's true and I'm not boastful about it. I always enjoy writing simple poetry with a heart!

Anyway. I dedicate this piece to the fantasy story "Mystique Puppeteer." written by graciangwttpd

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