stringsA Poem by fearxdollmy strings are pulling every which way how can i control myself when everyone wants me to be something else simply sit and let them do as they wish would end in my distruction i lost the path and no one seems to want to help me find it again how does one survive in a world of puppet masters © 2010 fearxdoll |
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Added on March 1, 2010 Last Updated on March 16, 2010 |

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