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Feb 2017 · 293
Mr. J.M
Annabel Lee Feb 2017
She's my puppet, hopeless figure bound to me.
Pull this string that string make the ***** dance
She'll always do what I ask.
Like a marionette I hooked her by faking it pretending
I'd marry her...NOT.

If she doesn't do what I ask I'll just hurl her in a corner
back her into her room till she's wishing for a coroner.
Laugh at her pain, make sure I twist every emotion she has to be about me. I'm her puppet master. No I'm her master.
Pull this string that string make the ***** dance.

You almost died giving me a son? Sorry puppet you're still a *****. This pay check no puppet it's not for you. Baby doesn't have diapers well the master doesn't have what he needs. That's right don't you dare object.
Pull this string that string make the ***** dance.

What do you think you're doing puppet you can't live without these strings. Get back here yeah that's right you Cant Understand Normal Thinking. You try to leave puppet and master will take everything. Where ever you go puppet I'll still be your master that's right no matter what I can...

Pull this string that string make the ***** dance.
Feb 2017 · 273
Bitter Romance
Annabel Lee Feb 2017
It's a bitter romance we have you and me.
It's hard to understand how things like this happen.

I'm trying hard not to think about it.
The look in your eyes, how it felt in your arms your smile. The words you said before you left.

Couldn't you have just stayed gone, I had come close to moving on. Why come back to explain why you're gone. How could you ask me to wait for you then walk away.

It's a bitter romance we have you and me.
It's hard to understand how things like this happen.

I hate that it was you, the one I had known since a child. I wish I had never taken your hand, that's the moment I let you in. I felt so guilty that I kept myself closed off the moment I let you in is the moment you walked away.

It's a bitter romance we have you and me.
It's hard to understand how things like this happen.

You had me fooled, hung on to every word you said. Don't tell me sorry when you're not. Don't ask me not to hate you when I have every right.

It's a bitter romance we have you and me.
It's hard to understand how things like this happen.

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