Puppeteer

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You played me,
Like a fool,
I love you so much,
It killing me,
But,
The pain,
Is my punishment?
For felling for your lies,
Cupid real did number,
Blinded my eyes,
To the snake,
That was you,
For I was,
Just another,
Notch,
Nothing,
But meat & bones,
To you

By: Victoria Santizo

This a poem story.... She give herself the permission to love again. Think he would never truly hurt her, knowing what he know about her past. Never put your happiness in someone else's hand's, cause you never know what their true intentions are.

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