My strings to chains Poem Part 5
My puppet strings turn to chains I am crying for help but no one hears me and I am in the darkness of depression my soul will fade away and I will feel NOTHING I will be a broken puppet to everyone's enjoyment to play to break me more until I become dust and thrown away from the world and into the underworld goodbye mother and father for you will no longer be here anymore goodbye world for you will not miss me and goodbye friends for I am sorry for not being there to protect you from the evil in this sinning world, goodbye sisters, I will be watching over you with the purest dove from up of heaven above I'm sorry and goodbye world for you are never going to hurt me anymore goodbye nightmare for you are not going to haunt me anymore.
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