Puppetry
Today I feel grounded, I'm missing my wings
Your hands feel so cool as they tie on my strings
With such a precision, you make the decision
Paramour's cage will become my prison
Where are you now when I need you the most
Fastening more strings to my little toes
For you make me shiver and dance as you please
Fold at the arms and bend at the knees
Stimulate me so we're inches apart
Your breath on my face, the pound of my heart
Awkwardly prancing, I feel such a fool
But common knowledge I'd do ANYTHING for you
Instigate me so I shift and I bend
How can you do this?
We're meant to be friends
You dont see the pleading in my wooden eyes
To cut all these strings, allow me to fly
Step down as the master, let me be human
Your attitude conflicting my own acumen
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