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Thursday, November 27, 2014

A Puppet

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To a number of strings
I am eternally bound
Always maneuvered
And often pushed around

People roughly pull me
This way and that
Ignorant of my pains
And without any regrets

Pushed out each day
To dance and perform
Forever to be right
And never to be wrong

The music blares loudly
They all clap in glee
And watch in fascination
As laughter surrounds me

My performance entertains
And amuses all of them
But it makes my whole life
Nothing but a sham

For I am only a puppet
So no one hears my plea
Day after day I perform
While my heart cries silently

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