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LitBlackRose
July 31st, 2012, 09:37 PM
Why must we be on strings
To be controlled by another's whim
It's a fate that is very grim

It's a fate that no one wants,
But everyone has to dealt with
Even if we want it to be a myth

As if a marionette so beautiful
Hanging from it's strings
Yet inside it has no heart to feel a sting

It's body is cold But it wants to feel
Warm and brave
But it's ice cold and digs it's own grave

To always being controlled
It has a lifeless eyes
With a lifeless heart without a try

(Please write what you think)

Foamy
July 31st, 2012, 09:38 PM
Very good

LitBlackRose
July 31st, 2012, 10:29 PM
Thanks