Oh dear, Poppetear

And then

In the middle of the night
Your eye gets it more than right
Hitting the shallowness 
Of thee so called Art🙏
Since The story of one Marionette 
Wrote No one
But Mr Puppeteer himself
Choosing once again 
His terms
His understanding
His almighty presentation
Of a story 
 
Nicked
From
A tarot Reader
 
And why not to grab at least the tail
If the Soul
One once craved
Is not available
To be donated
To hell
🖤

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