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PUPPET


Puppet

lately I feel like a puppet
being pulled in different places
I feel i'm always in a war I can never win
I am emotional rack 
between love and hate relationship
His love was once sweet 
until he got me to say yes 
then we got wed 
that will be the day I will always regret 
What am I supposed to say or do 
when my life is so confused 
all my friend would call and tell me 
we missed you
we haven't seen you in a while 
what is going on in your wild love life
then that is when I never said another word
the phone got unplugged
the my love and I got into a nasty fuss 
then he beaten me down to the floor 
and called me a whore
then beat me some more 
oh, by the way my 'Puppet'
I will be back so clean that up
and don't make a fuss about us 
by the way I'm bout to leave again
I'm going out with all my friends 
I'll be back before you know it
then I'm all yours so look nice for me 
and we will play a game in bed 
I will make you lose your mind another time
I know you're stressed and feel no love
but you are my '' Puppet '' 
''Puppets' don't have feelings so put on your smile
that drives me wild 
I cried out so loud 
I am a goddamn ''puppet'' in your eyes 
being pulled in a million different ways
lies too 
called so many bad names 
just for you to have your way
I think I'm bout to break
I'm a puppet of a darken game 
A puppet pushed around in the rain of shame 
I am so sick of feeling like this
You call this Love 
I call this a nightmare 
Sometimes I wanna disappear
All these voices in my ear calling me ''Puppet''
I'm a puppet of a wife 
the day I signed my names in his lats name 
I had no longer a life
I became a beaten down puppet for his wife
I get a phone call and he acts nice
Deadline's in a month I will be home
don't ask me why and where I'v been 
now I'm starting to get nervous
my strings are staring to be pulled some more 
When he get's home he will find a note
This Puppet cut her strings 
you can have back your ring 
this puppet is now free and I do have a name 
and it isn't Puppet it's Lilly Emery 
so kiss this ass goodbye your love is a lie

Poetic J.Lilly Emery (c) 

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Dark Angel Lilly Emery

To all my readers you may see that their are grammar errors in my old writings, but these writing are from the80's, 90's ,2000's. I truly didn't think anyone was readying my work . so I just started writing out what I felt and made my pains a story and poems . I had re post these poems and stories all over the internet and I keep them also in file so no one can ever say my work is theirs . I have kept my work as they are just for others to see where it was I started my writing at . The pains are so real not even a game ,The life I had lived I would never wish upon no one . I like to say to all who are taking the steps for change in their life congratulations to the new open doors God bless you . You may have seen my photos on the internet and my writings on Poetry.com and poem hunter etc. you may have seen the hate that others have given to me about my work and my beauty of who I am . But as you can see I will never let the haters Stop me from doing what I love . So I say the same to all of you write your own words and let your heart speak to all your readers . I hope you can understand why I haven't made changes in my work at less not the old ones . My old work are left as they are for me to always remember where it all came from . God bless to all who reads . Lilly Emery / Judy Emery

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