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	A Poet In Mind - By Dale Luck Some poems by moi, and different kinds of poems (haikus, etc.)


POEM 18 - I'm Just a Puppet My arm moves up, My head moves down, I begin to spin, Around, Your moving my strings, My eye leaks a tear, Your laughing at me, You're a grand puppeteer, And here is another puppet, For your long collection, You really know, How to put on the tension, You move towards me, I feel your lips, I do what you want, I feel the rhymth of your hips, The feeling, It feels so great, Though the reason we do it, Is probably up for debate, We're done, You throw me to back of the cupboard, I sit in darkness waiting for you, Now I'm buggered, I think of the things, That you do to me, Though I guess the eyes I poccess, Just really can't see, Oh god, there's my best friend, Lying next to someone I don't know, How did he get here, God we've reached a new low, Why do we get drawn in? I see my friend's tear, I feel sympathy for him, As we both are victims of the grand puppeteer. Just wrote this because I keep thinking that Charlotte is floating with a load of other boys, and yet she keeps saying she loves me. It confuses me. DaleLuck1313 · Wed Nov 15, 2006 @ 06:52pm · 0 Comments


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