24 december 2011
Blisters by a Puppeteer
It hurts this pain I can’t explain
But what do I do I can’t tell you
Names I can’t use for it causes shame
Yet I need to because I write so true
As strings dance me away from thee
Believe me friend I’ll love you until the end
Even if we are both filled with misery
Oh how I took advantage, Oh how I did depend
Unfair I know as I followed wherever you go
As a dog with a leash connected to she
But if not how would I ever know
About love with no strings above
Like a puppet giving blisters gift
As others command in push and shove
Yet you friend pain you gladly lift
Although you have the same deal
But with out anyone to lean on so blisters can heal
I’m just so glad I have you to love
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