Puppeteer's Lament
In the shadows where you left me, down on the ground,
You returned only to weave your strings all around.
With a brush, you painted circles on my helpless cheeks, stitching my lips tight, silencing the words I'd speak.
Your fractured words shattered my...
You returned only to weave your strings all around.
With a brush, you painted circles on my helpless cheeks, stitching my lips tight, silencing the words I'd speak.
Your fractured words shattered my...