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Unwanted Puppet

Why do you do this to me? I love you and I always will. But you cheated on me. You lied and cheated. Was what we shared nothing more than meaningless kisses? Touches with no feel? A black dove with broken wings? I guess to you I was just a pawn waiting to be played… Continue reading Unwanted Puppet

Published 2003/05/12
Categorized as uncategorized Tagged black dove, broken wings, emotions, fool, ken doll, kisses, pawn, puppet

your puppet

I Am You puppet. I’m Your Weapon. I’m Your killer. I’m Your murderer. I do what you say, No matter what I Do, I can’t Control myself.

Published 2003/04/27
Categorized as poetic Tagged angel, goodness, love, monster, puppet, secound, six feet, wrong person

Beggers Can’t Be Choosers

this is not my home this cant be my life this isnt me i hate this

Published 2003/04/19
Categorized as poetic Tagged boss, liar, murderer, puppet, rape

You are My Past

I loved you, that I can’t deny, I wanted you, that was no lie.

Published 2003/04/15
Categorized as poetic Tagged emotions, fears, feelings, happiness, puppet

Ode to manson and his followers

So I suppose there is no time to discriminate most of the fuckers walking you should hate dispise the lousy fabricated rythm but follow another fabricated system

Published 2003/04/15
Categorized as poetic Tagged followers, fuckers, gothic culture, manson, puppet, rythm, slaves, truth

Another needle, another dying hope

Tattoos, piercings, a nice hairdo…what am I to do? When the holiest of thoughts just ditch you there to croak in loneliness? Am I to blame for being human and for feeling?

Published 2002/11/09
Categorized as darkness Tagged anger, bad luck, consciousness, croak, crowd, hairdo, puppet, sentiments

Orange city sky

All the little things That build up my tragedy And the foil figurines Just keep working on the melody

Published 2002/11/04
Categorized as poetic Tagged figurines, flood, oblivion, paraphrases, patience, puppet, shelf life, undertow

Darkest of days

The streetlights were harsh on my eyes. The viciousness that passing people carried was enough to feed on fear. I was with someone, yet, I was so alone. These deep coal passed events were begging to be unheld. A bar called us in, reached out for us…so we entered.

Published 2002/10/15
Categorized as darkness Tagged booze, coal, dark depression, drugs, fear, puppet, social horizons, streetlights

Your Fault

As I sit here all alone/ I’ve forgotten everything I’ve ever known/ I’ve lost what I’ve held clostest to me/ I forgot when days were good…/ How things used to be/ You’ve killed my heart, and you did well/ Now when I wkae up it is worse than hell/

Published 2002/10/05
Categorized as poetic Tagged conclusion, heart, illusion, love, princess of darkness, puppet, stab, worse than hell

his little toy whore

i created the situation i made him not care i broke my own heart because he didnt take the dare

Published 2001/12/18
Categorized as darkness Tagged dumbass, game, gun rack, heart, love, pawn, puppet, whore

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