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You grew fond of me and decided I was ~just right~ for the part. But my wide-eyed gaze & animated youth Was uninformed I was being casted. You held my strings so loosely at first- Gently allowing me to spin for you In my favorite skirt and flower top But you slowly wrapped the strings Tighter around your fingers Giving me a warm, innocent grin- To distract me from the scene at hand. You maintained control so well- The true art of the puppet master. But I will not be attending the final showing. Thank you for the preview though. ~Let the casting begin~
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Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
Puppet Master
You grew fond of me and decided I was ~just right~ for the part. But my wide-eyed gaze & animated youth Was uninformed I was being casted. You held my strings so loosely at first- Gently allowing me to spin for you In my favorite skirt and flower top But you slowly wrapped the strings Tighter around your fingers Giving me a warm, innocent grin- To distract me from the scene at hand. You maintained control so well- The true art of the puppet master. But I will not be attending the final showing. Thank you for the preview though. ~Let the casting begin~
emmy22
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Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
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