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Tied to my arms are strings so thin they're almost invisible almost but if you look hard you will see the silvery strands cutting off circulation stretching up toward the sky toward their holder if you look even harder you will see the puppeteer grinning wildly at me knowing I am forever trapped because how can you escape a cell you don't know is there
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 6:36 PM UTC
Puppet
Tied to my arms are strings so thin they're almost invisible almost but if you look hard you will see the silvery strands cutting off circulation stretching up toward the sky toward their holder if you look even harder you will see the puppeteer grinning wildly at me knowing I am forever trapped because how can you escape a cell you don't know is there
rosewater555
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Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 6:36 PM UTC
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