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So skillful with strings of silk Give the world an illusion of life Seeming to move like me Seeming to look like me Mr. Puppeteer Elegant in his wrists Passion dripping from his finger tips All knowing of expectations The show of a lifetime Only let's you see it once Mr. Puppeteer I saw your silk covered chains Shouldn't have painted my eyes with such life I touched your elegant wrists Shouldn't have made them so cold I tasted the passion from your fingertips Tastily sour, unsettling Illusion of life only works if controlled Funny, your smile was painted on too Mr. Puppeteer I see the holes in your limbs See the dangle of your legs Why are your eyes wiped away You couldn't get away either
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
To The Puppeteer
So skillful with strings of silk Give the world an illusion of life Seeming to move like me Seeming to look like me Mr. Puppeteer Elegant in his wrists Passion dripping from his finger tips All knowing of expectations The show of a lifetime Only let's you see it once Mr. Puppeteer I saw your silk covered chains Shouldn't have painted my eyes with such life I touched your elegant wrists Shouldn't have made them so cold I tasted the passion from your fingertips Tastily sour, unsettling Illusion of life only works if controlled Funny, your smile was painted on too Mr. Puppeteer I see the holes in your limbs See the dangle of your legs Why are your eyes wiped away You couldn't get away either
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Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
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