My Poetry

I'll be your puppet, you take control
Pulling my strings, releasing my soul
You make me dance with a heart full of joy
Cheerful and happy to become your toy
Lay me aside for the rest of the day
I'll contentedly wait till you come to play
Gwen Hamner

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04.12 | 04:35

YAY!

17.11 | 20:34

Thanks Gwen :)

16.11 | 05:14

Good luck!