Tie Your Own Noose
By Maxxine
Manipulated and soft. She'll shape you up yet. Your clay to the potter, you'll be Beautiful still. Soft and maluble. You'll bend at her will, You're string to the hangman, you'll make a Fine noose. Graceful and Slow. You're feet do a dangling dance, You're a relaxed as your head lays limply to it's side- Fine Marionette: You danced to your doom for the piper. Written October 9th, 2001 © on Oct 09 2001 03:11 PM PST 0 • 10
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"Manipulated and soft...."