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Ethereal_spirit
Dance to my tune Puppet of puppets Think to yourself that you are in control Let me control you with strings of Steele Forever remain in my shadow you will. Know your god or gods But know that I am the one in control I control true fear true anger true hate I am what's wrong with this world I am what governs justice I am what you seek to accomplish. But you cannot abolish me For I am your god And without me you are lost Those who do have me govern the world For I am power in a material form So dance about to my tune I am money and you are my slave Work for me everyday Slave away till your bones give out Remember I am the only thing with power And with me you too can control justice So take my hand as puppet under my control
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Dec 26, 2018
Dec 26, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
A Puppets Dance
I regret every second I regret the minutes of silence when nothing was said I regret the moment i could have changed. The seconds, the minutes The hours, the days , I regret it all Though not everything was filled with regrets You were a brief summer warmth In my desolate winterland Blew life into my trees and made flowers bloom Roses and lilies Violets and daisy You made me grow them all My brief summer warmth came as fast as she left And all that was left was a blistering cold wind The trees all died and a beautiful garden as well The roses withered and the violets and daisies grew not For now it's once more a desolate winterland And so I await for my brief summer warmth to come back For It alone gave me strength Endurance and hope For when I am without it I'm left with no hope And so I mourn the loss of my brief summer warmth I regret that I did not stop you I wish I could have But now present has become past And what can a mere mortal do against time And just as I was beginning to change From winter to spring.
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
Winter to spring