( I am a puppet)
" Drink The Tea " So he said to me... and i awoken. I drink from the cup, and realise that it is a lie, it is the blood
the flows through his veins. The Vail is exposed. I must look away, and throw it into the bushes of religion and fate.
wil not conform to his plan. I must rest for i do not have the power to live my own. I am a puppet, and they pull my stings.
Please wait ...
Synenndara commented 1 year ago
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Very interesting, I like it. Your poem gives me something to think about. I'm jumbling around multiple interpretations in my mind. Good Job.