Puppet MasterA Poem by Anciedad1-15-13 10:44 am
She owns everything.
We are all merely her puppets. Puppets? That's what I am. Fell into her spell Captured. She wouldn't let me go, I was her favorite. Why? I followed her rules. Me was no longer a word used, I was not a person. Puppet. That's what I was.
© 2015 AnciedadFeatured Review
Reviews
|
Stats
156 Views
2 Reviews Added on January 6, 2015 Last Updated on January 6, 2015 |