DollMakerA Poem by Battlecry
I'm a doll I'm a toy I'm a puppet who's implored~
The world for a simple explaination~ But they all turned and laughed so I'll get the last laugh With a cackle, with a giggle it's a very simple fact My dear sister you are blessed to have good looks to be well dressed, while I have nothing but to sit around in squalor~ And my dear sister, I confess, it's a lovely lovely mess~ and I'm sure you'll be pleased to see what I've turned out to be....~~~~~~~~~~ Every doll every toy, every puppet who's employed, gets a modest payment they've seen overdue~ Every blessing, every curse~ it all goes word for word, and I think that you might find its come my time to finally shine!~ All around, are~ Desolate souls~ Harmonious souls~ They sing~ for gold~ All they have, are~ Cracks in their foundation~ I got a... Simple... Explaination~ Puppeteer will set it right!~ Bring the world~ New devastation~ I'm a... Captivation~ For a brand new nation~ Every toy~ Won't bend or break~ Yes it's... Your mistake~ I'm a liar, a deceiver, I'm a psychopathic creature, I'm a scoundrel and a villain, but I'm forced to make a livin! And my dear sister I'll let you know when it's all over I'll be gold!~ But you've got it all wrong.... It was me.... All along!~ © 2017 Battlecry |
StatsAuthorBattlecryIAAboutI adore the fact that I can knit together a blanket of emotions using nothing more than an object to write with and my own mind. Music and passion are what drives my soul to ignite. To be the best.. more..Writing
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