Author's Note: Hey guys! Thanks for stopping by to check this out! This is a poem that I made for our school magazine, inspired by Kevin's line of calling Tom & Terry "marionettes." I'm not really fond of this pairing, but I felt that this really suited them, so here it is!
Disclaimer: Do I really have to say it? I DON'T OWN PoT. Read my lips people! x.x
DOLL OF SORROW
A doll I am, controlled by strings
Forced to do another's bidding
Trapped forever, my destiny
Within my soul, I cry softly
A façade I keep, to fool all
I cover up my heart with walls
I must not reveal the real me
Within my soul, I cry softly
Cannot stand up on my own feet
I bow my head low, in defeat
A puppet I will always be
Within my soul, I cry softly
A doll I am, controlled by strings
Within my soul, I cry softly
Author's Note 2: This is a Kyrielle Sonnet, for its definition, just check out any website (I'm too lazy to type it ^^)
Author's Note 3: In your reviews, let's try the Pocky system (I'm a Pocky lover people XD). For each chapter you review, you get to give any character in the chap a box of Pocky (any flavor, even if you just made it up) and state your reason for choosing that flavor. For example:
"A box of chocolate Pocky for Terry for being so sweet!"
PLEASE REVIEW! AND DON'T FORGET THE POCKY! CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM IS HIGHLY APPRECIATED!