PuppetboyA Poem by Drew
how good it feels to be gods favorite toy to be played by the puppet master of life and living for everything that's right am i supposed to feel this way like everyone has given up on me like everyday is my darkest day like i belong on my knee should i keep wishing the way i do like nothing in the worlds impossible like no matter what i'll make it through like everything s eventual but god it hurts how i endure every pain like everything from me is taken by force with never anything to gain © 2008 Drew |
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Added on November 10, 2008 Last Updated on November 10, 2008 |

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