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Monday, January 9, 2006


just a new poem
Just one last thing is all I ever hear. Please just do this one last thing for me I hear everyday. I can never say no and I am always used as a puppet. My strings being pulled to and fro. Made to dance like a fool for al to see. In the end it was all worth it to see her smile. I just wanted to help and I am glad I did but I need to cut the strings and let myself free. Sadly it means I must leave but to be free is all I have been told you need.
I know it sounds like I am leaving but I am staying here. So don’t worry-yeah like you were- ok peace for now.

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