Ull never see the strings u have placed on me u tell me when to come and when to go how feel and what i mean im a puppet on a string with someone at the controls all i have are my thoughts so vided and dark brains on loop with the same tune again and again wising ud pull the right cord and make me load the clip slide it in pull the slide back click clack geting closer now almost game time under chin is where u have me place it pulling the hammer back finally a peaceful end to the torment no wait dont take it from always so close but never get to feel the sweet embrace come on string handler i beg and i plead i want u to pull that string bang silents rings is it all over with the sweet embrace of death or is it like dieing inside slowly and painfully never for me the pain to me is a sweet embrace a turn on u may say when u pull that final string it will let me desend and for me its hell bound i dont get what they say a tunnel of bright lite and love ones to greet me no bright lights me total darkness wait the strings they pull ever so tight so i question my self am i not finally gone how did i mess this up i plotted over time and planed it out no sweet release well at least not for me in my owen purgatory now back on the strings for me this is my hell my final release where im ment to be with u pulling the strings but yet every every chance u get blameing me u will never see the strings u have put on me because the control u need and crave but yet blame me then look at me and say it was all for u the one who made me do it the yes ur right but im the one on the stings ull never see or care its always me to blame so ur head will stays clear of the pain and regret
Words from "The Mad Crazy Dark Poet"
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