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Broken puppet

January 21, 2014


I’m just a broken little poeta,
Looking for her missing pieces,
Tired little marionette
Performing prideful pleasures,
Keeping the audience safe from fears
At the cost of her own souls tears,
But the audience though I love
They must slay their own demons…
I pray they will
I am a poeta,
And I’m off to taxidermy
the devil dwelling in my head.


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