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Strings
Contributed by
thehotshotpoet
on
Friday, 20th April 2012 @ 07:37:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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puppet's have strings but I do not when you gripped on to mine it is what you thought you drug it around without a clue that the pain you were causing would catch up to you I tried to warn you you emprovized you twisted my words & told me lies you did'nt tell one or two or three whenever you spoke the lie's I'd see well you had your chance this to shall pass for you & your lies will never last the hot shot poet
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