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Puppet Master

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My dear master,
Pull your strings,
Let them know your words
Don't mean anything.

You gather your toys,
Your collection grows,
Then you cast them aside
And nobody knows.

They're drawn to you:
Those trustworthy eyes,
So your little collection
Keeps growing in size.

But I know you don't feel,
I know you don't think,
I know they won't stay long,
And that you're on the brink.

You're on the brink,
On the edge of the cliff,
And yet still you think
You can jump and just drift.

Your collection is shrinking,
It's so small in size.
Because your puppets are waking.
They're opening their eyes.

Then you're all alone,
All friends cast aside.
No one to run to,
Nowhere to hide.

You're falling now,
Falling faster and faster,
But we're no longer your slaves,
And we won't call you "Master."
Written about a bitch I don't associate with anymore, kind of ranty but I hope it will apply to some of you too. We all know a puppet master :)
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andishXD's avatar
This. Is. Amazing.