Opium Puppets

By , St Andrews, United Kingdom
Hello, marionette doll
Gazing out from glass houses
So crowded, with a thousand
Exhibits of "broken" and "used"
Perhaps "forgotten" stands by you
Just another number, you cut
At strings that never existed
but tie you down, let go,

Marionette doll, blind yourself
Poor thing, poor thing, exactly
What you wanted.





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