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Apr 2016
We're all just puppets being controlled by our demons. Who will cut our strings?
  Will no one set us free?
I fear we've been here so long we've turned into a creature of darkness, the very creature banning us from our own free will.
They told us that beings of great power are free. They were talking about angels.
Even demons are marionettes.
Written by
Chandler Darlingz
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