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May 2015
I have handed you the scissors.
So you can cut free.
So please don't pull the trigger and leave .
She's pulling your strings, leading you on
dance puppet dance its been a show all along
How can I help my puppet?
Realize that she is gone...
Oh my little Pinocchio
You do belong
You're not her toy, you're a real life boy.
About a friend, that has no idea that I've been chasing after him for all along.
Written by
GGRamone  New York
(New York)   
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