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| Words: 92 Lines: 20 The puppet master By Lisa Noe Who’s behind the scenes, Pulling all of the strings What ever transpires? In your heart desires For love will show the way, Regardless if you stay. Don’t you ever leave, Let not them deceive. You are my sweet love, Even when it’s push and shove. We are marionettes, And we all have regrets. The master pulls the strings, We are but puppets that he brings- Brings to life upon a stage, Where we are all the rage. Pulling us left and right Removing you from my sight But I still love you. |