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by Kaia Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1488726
Having Fun forced upon you when you feel the epitome of uninteresting
My slaves
They dance
To the opera


She smiles as she
Brushes my tears away


The strings
They pull, they stretch
She manipulates me with
The smile in her eye


We waltz to the
Marionette ballet


My slaves, they dance
With the awkward face
Of the Ragazzo di Legno


The rod
It pulls, it breaks
She fades


My limbs dance
The two-step
With a dove on my shoulder
The iron rods at my feet
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