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To My Puppeteer

At least you have someone to talk to.
I used to have you,
But I’ve been replaced by her.
Now you only acknowledge me
When you want something from me.
And I fall for it every time.
I just want to prove to you that I am worth your love.
I know that you used to know that.
But I should stop trying,
It’s gotten me nowhere.
But you’ve figured me out
And you’ve gotten into my head.
You keep toying with me all you want,
But I’ll always love you
And I’ll always hate you.
Please stop it.
Please cut off the strings
That you use to puppeteer with me.





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