Little Wooden Boy

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I am a little wooden boy

Attached to my limbs are strings

I am a little wooden boy

From a wooden cross I swing

I am a little wooden boy

One by one the strings are tugged

I am a little wooden boy

Under someone else’s control I am drugged

Drugged with hatred

Drugged with anger

Drugged with the depths

Of someone else’s danger

And though I know it’s wrong

I love when it goes on

Hidden behind my carved in smile

Is a little wooden boy

Been abused for a while

Inside a little shop of horrors

Inside her heart is where he tore her

And now I am a little wooden boy

Brought to life by magic as she sings

I am a little wooden boy

Attached to my limbs are strings

I am a little wooden boy

One by one the strings are tugged

I am a little wooden boy

And under her influence I am drugged

Published by E. Lexi Abbott

A free spirit and a wild soul. I am a writer who is seeking the inspiration found in the crannies and nooks of life. My goal is to combine the world in my head with the world around me one page at a time.

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