Puppet Master

by Misty Lazar
(Cleveland, Ohio )

Lifeless soul still wakes everyday.
The pain of already knowing,
Today waits no different than yesterday,
She only knows one performance:
The performance engraved deep within
Dangling puppet hanging by one last string
Sheltered by hollow layers,
She has never had a chance to be exposed
But yet she knows there is more,
More than what she has performed,
More than what she has received
As he pulls each string,
Her spirit stirs in
The question of her true being,
But he believes,
For he sees through what is penciled in
He lifts her with his strength
And he prances her around with his soul.
The audience is filled with laughter
But there is only one--The puppet master.

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Jul 04, 2012
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Mom
by: Anonymous

Misty is this poem by my Misty who now lives in North Ridgeville If so I am proud of you excellent poem. Howeever, I hope you find a way to feel less control

Love your Mom

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