Fine silver strings,
Dance me across the stage,
In my rich coloured dress,
With this plastered on smile,
Red rose lips, practised perfectly,
And bright, lifeless eyes,
Looking, but unseeing.
Manipulate me one more time,
And captivate the audience as,
We perform one last duet,
Before the we take our bow,
So the audience thunders,
And douse me in the praise,
Of millions,
Before they forget,
This little marionette.















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Life's harder, the deeper you feel things...
member of *RawEm0tion
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katelouise.
It's me and the moon, she said.
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Life's harder, the deeper you feel things...
member of *RawEm0tion
i like the whatchacallit
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You are my voice, My microphone, You are my voice so take me home, you are my voice.
Well, yeah, kinda. On a 'world wide stage' as to say.
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katelouise.
It's me and the moon, she said.
oh thats pretty kewl
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You are my voice, My microphone, You are my voice so take me home, you are my voice.
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katelouise.
It's me and the moon, she said.
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You are my voice, My microphone, You are my voice so take me home, you are my voice.
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No smile is more beautiful as one that Has struggled through tears
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