The Marionette
A slice of freedom unholy,
cut the strings of the marionette;
Bowing, you knew your master;
Giving into the will of the master
attracted to this dance unholy;
Went on a rampage this marionette;
You released a mad marionette
fed it’s murderous master,
gave it a taste of the unholy;
Cursed unholy marionette master.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2021
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