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Hi, my name is Sheeta
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 | Puppet Master I |Poem| |
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 4.91 with 11 vote(s)
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| Created: 2009-07-04 10:58:08 |
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A/N: It's a work in progress.
Puppet master:
High upon her horse.
Spun her last disaster.
Mental strings snap under force.
-x-
Puppet master:
Watches her web break apart;
Cocoons crack, puppets emerge from shards of plaster.
She's cut like razor wire through the heart.
-x-
Puppet #1 :
Hoped to have it all.
Greedy, needy, too greedy, she's done.
Yet she's so graceful in this fall.
-x-
Puppet #2:
Caught up in |ust, truly hypnotized.
Spoon fed mind games, what's he supposed to do?
Sweet words tell lies but he's too mesmerized.
-x-
Two souls; both awaiting slaughter.
Fresh organs for the butcher.
Heart for the master.
But alas, she met her own disaster.
-x-
Down falls the puppet master.
Strings wrapped around their caster.
Lying in a red pool of indecision
She finally made the fatal incision.
-x-
Beautiful consumption
Fate made a false presumption
Time lies
Everyone dies! |
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