Sick Entertainment

by saintxofxthexunholy   Apr 18, 2007


My life is a sick movie of sick entertainment.
Nothing ever seems to go right.
Nothing ever seems to work out.
I'm a broken marrionette on fraying strings.
The puppeteer too old and senile to care what he makes me do anymore.
I want to break those strings and walk away,
But they're too strong, and the puppeteer jerks me back into positon.
God laughs at me.
Satan does too.
One controls the right side,
The other the left.

My boyfriend began to wonder why the hell I'm twitching all the time...

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