He, a boy that set me free

June 28, 2017
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He a boy who plays the vilion.
He pulls her strings to play his own toon,
a sound that's too loud for her to listen to.
He plays her harder, tightening his grip.

The strings that hold her together slowly start to slip
as false words began falling off his upper lip.
He smiles at the crowd as they all watch in awe,
for his vilion's strings slowly to dissolve.

He frowns at what he sees,
He broke her, and set her free.





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