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Jul 2014
How could you do this to me?
Why did you lead me on for long?
You were a master magician, had me tricked.
Set up this whole stage, this giant illusion of love and faithfulness.
Ever the puppeteer you were, I was just your doll.
Jumped at every reflex of your finger as you pulled the strings.
Dangling by the threads of lies, I hang lifeless.
Thought we were great, but you broke this fate.
My life was well, you made it happen and laughed at your work as I fell.
I was wrong to fall for you, you were my sweetness.
But now you're just sour.
The complexity of your game is large and thorough.
It is now time to down size that and beat your game.
No longer am I your lifeless puppet.
I've cut myself free from your handle, jumped down.
Now I am my own, no strings, or lies I am free.
I saw how you operate, I won't be tricked again.
Free is what I am, you missed out not my loss.
What I was is troubled, confused, and perhaps difficult.
Yet still always I remained true, real, and faithful.
I thought we had a great deal but you broke it with lies and unfaithfulness.
Now I'll continue to my life as will you
I am free of you, and that was my cue.
Never will I ever look back to you.
Derek smith
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