The Puppet
Someone once asked me why I don’t speak
It’s because I have nothing to say.
Put words in my mouth
and I’ll speak them.
Ignite fire in my heart
and I’ll love.
Make me your puppet
and I’ll do as you command.
Tug at my strings
and I’ll dance for you.
But, only for you, my puppeteer,
Only for you will I dance,
Only for you will I speak your coveted words,
Only for you will I love.
I submit unto you, my puppeteer,
I’ve always been loyal to thee.
I’ve done as you command for many a year,
but it’s time you cut my strings
and set me free!
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