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Wooden like appendages creep along the floor boards.
A puppet forever in mourning.
A soul tied to another,
And when put together
Create a false heart.
A heart that somehow beats,
Whilst each one does not own one of their own
Love tying these souls together
Like Persephone and Hades
But just underneath the floorboards of their love lay something fowl
A beast
A beast of unbeknownst origin
Creeping along,
Just underneath
Banging on the boards of their love
The beast crawls.
It crawls, slithering under the boards
Just far enough to keep out of sight
Just enough to keep their love safe
Their love may fall
A faux love,
Created out of self-pity,
And created out of desperation
Desperation of touch and feelings
Desperation of human contact
Struggling through hundreds of years without it
Two souls intertwined
Two souls connected by the red string of fate
Two souls in love
The Puppet and the Doll
You and Scaramouche