In a world wrapped in string, our lives will end. Some with out warning, others set by design. Under sinless eyes, our lives are carried by a single thread. Choices will be made, and decisions seem final. These strings are strung, pulled forcefully around. Living life as a puppet. Wrapped around every limb, determining your worthless fate. Musing the invisible strings, pulling life that’s hold so dear. Scissors snap, the string falls. Lives taken. In a world wrapped in string, our lives will end. Some with out warning, others set by him. The one doesn’t smile, who doesn’t care. For those lives lost, he wins his game. Master of all, The Puppeteer.
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