Puppet Master
Who is behind the bright red curtains. Who is he that hides his face from the audience.
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Who is behind the bright red curtains. Who is he that hides his face from the audience.
Many shadows surround me Deep within I know I don't deserve them Both heroes of gold and silver armor I rush across streams and mountains, yet seem to get nowhere I've been imprisoned by their...
Never in thine eyes have I seen such joy. Bright golden eyes that ask for nothing more but love. Always running wildly alone. Free on the outside, yet caged inside. He has once more opened his heart.
My love is thee with a heart of gold. Fierce fangs, broad body, soft ears, and huge paws. Warm fur that frees my soul; filling my mind with sweet dreams. A growl that protects me from any predator.
You find yourself at the only place where you may be at peace.
It eats at your soul slowly...