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Nov 2014
Here I am dangling on strings,
pull me this way and that way.
How I long to be free,
and not what they say!
I'm not your doll,
an object mean't for play.
No longer will I obey,
I choose not to stay.
I'll tear the ****** strings away,
and you'll never control me.
No longer your puppet in your play,
At last I am free!
ThreeLittleAngels
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ThreeLittleAngels  @ Hogwarts....
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   Ryan Hoysan
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