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The puppet masters have been in play for to long.

For to long the strings have been manipulated.

All of the puppeteers have had their own way.

They toyed with the strings, jostling and maneuvering them like a noose.

The noose was strangling me...I'm gasping for breath!

I am watching life slip away at the expense of the puppet masters.

How cruel, they mask their intentions like a chameleon.
 
Prodding and prompting weazling their way to manipulate my emptions.

My weakness is my kindness....A trait that the puppeteers don't have. Just selfish jealousy is in their DNA.

How dare they question my love, my giving, my sacrifice.

I have lived this life with major regrets and mistakes but don't we all, however there is one thing for sure I have given my all.

But this is no reason to tighten the noose.

I am different, we all are different and that should not be a reason to constantly manipulate me.

Now I wont let the puppet masters win....time to live this life doing the things I love doing.

Try to manipulate this scene puppet masters! Give it your best shot.