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THE REAL PUPPET

Poetry By: Mezquiteno
Poetry



A POEM ABOUT A LOVE THAT ONCE LEFT BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO BE MORE THAN JUST THE "OTHER"...


Submitted:Jul 3, 2011    Reads: 11    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


THE PUPPET I CREATED IS NO MORE,

LEAVING IT HAD NO REASON FOR.

MAYBE IT WANTED TO BE REAL,

WANTED TO LIVE AND FEEL.

THE STRINGS IT HAS TORN,

EASILY DONE BEING OLD AND WORN.

IT LEFT NO NOTE OR LETTER,

MAYBE IT'S DEPARTURE WAS FOR THE BETTER.

THE STAGE IS EMPTY AND LIFELESS,

FILLED ONLY WITH THE LEFTOVER EMPYNESS.

WANTING TO BE REAL IT DIDN'T EVER SEE,

THERE WAS NOTHING MORE REAL THAN SHE.





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