Puppets Strings

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
As if i were worse than all the rest
I did what they´ve all just suppressed
Lying as if from angels wings
hopes been strangled on puppets strings...

Submitted: April 27, 2008

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Fallen - but yet, all the more
Rotting, dying to the core
Searing souls just left to burn
I paid more pain than what I´d earned.

I feared the fear of mortal kind
I felt the hurt but went on blind
I wanted just as they all want
But now I´ve done and they all taunt.

As if I were worse than all the rest
I did what they´ve all just surpressed.
Lying as if from angel´s wings
Hope´s been strangeled on puppet´s strings.

Past the point of no return
Just too late for me to learn
A sin´s a sin, more, once discovered
Had I known I wouldnt have bothered.

Lust let to itself will grow
when what you reap is what you sow
Quized on all my deepest fears
Drove me to leave it all in tears

Expenctancy driven madly towards
Blood stained hands and twisted chords
Shattered lights fly off the wall
Beings created after the fall.

Failed to grasp what had been tried
Stopped before the moment died
Bled my heart into your hands
Bowed down low to their demands.

Confessed it all without saying a thing
Ran from judgements life would bring
They´ll steal it all, foolhardy theft
When nothing else of me is left.


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