βThey said evil never wins
And here i am left with more scars than i could countβ
~call.me.freya
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The Puppet and its Master
Im the puppet and itβs my master
An empty soul itself
Deceived by words and gestures
Doesnβt care if weβre young or mature
It keeps making the same wrong decision over and over again
Lets any suitable visitor in,thinking its it rightful owner
Until its too late
Late to make the visitor a stranger
Late to erase the moments
Late to pickup the hidden warnings
Late to see the mismatched pieces
Late to solve the mystery
Realizing it was deceived again,it punishes its puppet
The trauma,insomnia
The ache,the undesired flashbacks
All because its master was selfish
For not thinking about the consequence
For not acknowledging the red lights
For not understanding the meaning behind the cosplay
Because of its selfishness,the puppet suffers the black flash
Im the puppet of my own heart
No matter how many times
It keeps making the wrong decision till a βsuitable visitorβ becomes our rightful owner
And i hope by then weβll be happy together forever
Call_me_freya
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