poison

the little it

plays

at being

cries

out

for

it

needs

what

don’t be

silly

poison

is

just that

poison

can’t be

no matter

little it

little me

keep playing

at being

no one will

notice

look up

pray

play at it

maybe then

the strings

will

go away

little puppet

with

wooden hands

wooden feet

i just wanted

home

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