Puppet of SecretsA Poem by Luchia Nonamepuppet and her master
Who am I?
My body moves on its own, I go left, when wanting to go right. someone holds me, I am laid upon a table top, I hear my owner speak of his secrets, telling me how he feels and the things he's done. why? why is he telling me? I can neither speak, nor move so why? Why does he tell me these secrets. they hurt others he says... they hide away deep in his heart, I wish to help him, I want to move and touch his hand. telling him that someone is listening to his pain, but my strings are keeping me from doing so, wishing to cut them, but afraid to be controlling myself. so I will continue to hear his words and smile, hoping that one day, I will move towards him. I am brought out, into a room full of people who wish to watch me move about, still having no control of myself. that night I wished hard and hard to be able to speak. that morning, he awoke and I sat on the edge of the able smiling, towards him and said: "I hear your secrets master" your secrets will forever, remain with me... © 2011 Luchia Noname |
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1 Review Added on December 3, 2010 Last Updated on July 5, 2011 AuthorLuchia NonameWVAboutI love Anime and Manga, it is pretty much my life, i read and watch a lot of them, some of my fav animes r- bleach, naruto, carcaptor, black cat, shugo Chara, mermaid melody, soul eater, kaidan rest.. more..Writing
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