Everything goes on

You create chaos in my peaceful world, 
letting me fall 
hitting every branch on the way down 
blurry eyed I can't tell reality from fantasy 
I'm caught up in your web 
lies and deceit follow you everywhere 
I let myself become used and abused 
no longer in control of my own feelings 
you are the puppet master and I the puppet dangling
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May 20, 2026 at 4:54 PM
Karen, if this be a truth, sorrow are my thoughts for you! I wrote a poem of a similar ilk, called Puppetboy you might find interesting.
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