Tears of a Marionette
There’s three puppets here,
You and him are on the stage;
I am in the box.
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I am in the box,
Tangled up in my own strings:
Waiting for my turn.
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Waiting for my turn,
I know, I won’t have that chance:
Darn this puppeteer!
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Darn this puppeteer,
Pulling your strings far from me:
While you enjoy your show.
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While you enjoy your show,
My wooden heart snaps for you:
Splintering my soul.
“4-Minutes”
For Matt Caliri’s Write Now! Contest
Copyright © Raul Moreno | Year Posted 2009
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