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Apr 2015
we're all puppets
strangling in strings:
many puppeteers pull
at the strings
tugging us toward
Different destinations
the puppeteers choose us puppets--
or do us puppets choose them?

      and they

use us in their shows,their
planned out games
of desire,
needs and wants
victory and


    some mysterious string
drags us away kicking and screaming
or maybe
we follow that string curiously

and our other strings break,
leaving the puppeteers with the
bitter taste of disappointment

and that other strings leads to the

we refuse
to face;
the Truth
we chose
to avoid
at the price
of freedom.
Written by
Argentum  Between love and hate
(Between love and hate)   
   RainyWriter and ---
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