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The Puppet

  • Writer: Serah Michiro
    Serah Michiro
  • Oct 17, 2024
  • 1 min read

Me, myself and I.


Am not the ace,

Iam subjugated by my own,

My own mind, body and soul.


A body soo frail to battle the devils,

Evil presences that settle profound .


Excluded visitors,

inhabitants that pay no lease.


Like a puppet Iam controlled,

controlled like am under a spell.


Iam entranced by the spell,

the spell of the Demon.


Blended feelings,

Confounded is my ongoing emotion.


Iam a man, a lady, a kid, no an elderly person ,

I ain't even human anymore.


Iam amorphous,

Changes,

Body quickly changing like tides.


Body shriveling without alert,

Shriveling like a Normandy-Pippin.


Iam confined,

grabbed of what is mine.


Iam just a Puppet.

 
 
 

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