Again no idea where it came from.
Broken Marionette
Your strings have been cut.
Your glass heart shattered
Your makers black heart
Was all that mattered
Your painted on smile
Your deceitful happy stare
Your fragile heart pains
And no one seems to care
Why must you sit there
Day after torturous day
And watch as all your
Old companions get to play
What did you do
To deserve this lonely fate
Did something you do
Fill your maker with hate
Why did he leave you
Does he not understand
You just want him to love you
To hold you in his hands
He plays with the others
But you sit up there dusty
On that broken down shelf
Are you limbs too rusty
Is your smile not as bright
Are your eyes not as blue
Are your clothes too torn
For him to notice you
An invisible tear
Glides down your cheek
For you know you'll be gone
By the end of the week
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