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Post by frankievon on Nov 20, 2011 22:48:18 GMT -5
marionette.., lay still with no fret, control your emotions, utter dark and devotion, you deceitfully assure me, of violent obscurities, to sight may seem tangled, dismantled and wrangled , for confusion now lines all the strings.., marionette..., lie still with regret, you've commandeered me in terms, no more shall you learn, for im captive to you darling, heart felt sorrow while falling, down the spiral of apathy, no climax but the loss of me, my darling you hold all the strings..
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Post by Lisa Arnold on Nov 21, 2011 8:59:21 GMT -5
great read, thanks!
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Post by rustybroadspear on Nov 21, 2011 16:19:16 GMT -5
lots of depth - one moment you hold the strings then she does - that is probably life as we know it ............
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