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Dec 2014
Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as dolls,
On the endless string of pain.

Puppets on a string,
Lack of inspiration,
Rolling around to the beat of others music,
Never free from constant frustration.

Puppets on a string,
Nothing left to gain,
And this will always remain,
Always remain the same.

Puppets on a string,
And the master of the game,
Pulled around as useless dolls,
On the endless string of pain.

Copyright © 2014 Jasmine Bryony Holmes
All rights reserved.
Sorry I haven't been around for a while guys! Just seriously lacked inspiration.
Jasmine
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Jasmine  England
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