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Lost Puppet
Contributed by
diamond_tears
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Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 03:43:40 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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I am the lost puppet,
Being guided through life.
Hanging from these strings,
No freedom to call my own.
Im crying in desperation,
Struggling to break free.
Knowing that if I could,
Be rid of these strings,
I will fall down,
Fall deep below.
But the strings are too thick,
The knife wont cut through.
I will have to carry on,
Being tugged at,
Being tweaked.
Till one day,
Ill be set free.
Then Ill be rid of this weight,
I wont have to walk upright.
Ill just lie in the dust,
My body can rot,
Ill be my own puppet,
Ill be free from existence.
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diamond_tears
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2004-11-29 15:43:40]
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Re: Lost Puppet
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by Broken_Skin on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 03:54:09 PM AEST
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Long time no read. This was cool.
Just full of a lot of upsetting imagery. |
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Re: Lost Puppet
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 29th November 2004 @ 04:23:39 PM AEST
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You are right, more than one angle!
Interesting posture...death to being led around.
Great thought process. |
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Re: Lost Puppet
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by pixie on
Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 08:35:59 AM AEST
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awesome poem, i loved the puppet anaology,
pixie xx |
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