Puppet

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You're the Jester,
of this modern day 16th Century,
and I'm your marotte.
And playing with me is your latest craze.

You wear your rugged, stained dress,
And it symbolizes the friction between us,
and continues to show me how this Physics works,
how the Physics that this love has to be put to a stop.

You hold me with your choking grasp,
and it's as if i'm in need of air,
because of your tight grip.
Only because that this wasn't meant to be.

God have mercy on us,
we are a silly couple,
who keeps this going on and on,
even if all hope seems to be lost.

Throw me into the ground,
Make your fellow jesters stomp on me,
burn me and make me feel my failure.
I will have scars to remember you by.

You cannot play with human emotions,
nor play with the human heart,
but that's what you do,
what you do to I, your marotte.

But this is how we collide,
and how we co-exist,
in this modern day 16th Century world of yours,
oh Jester, oh my love.

but in this bright future,
Someday someone will pick me up,
And I will reflect on the color,
the color of true happiness.

I only hope,
that I am the only toy you threw,
not the old play things,
that you used to throw as a child.