Once,
There was a puppet.
It had no strings, only stuffing.
Staring, understanding eyes.
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Melancholic Love, the stuff of poetry. Great write. I really liked this one. Plus the receding lines in each verse give it an added dimension..10.
Sad how everything comes to an end. passing time seems to pass and all we have left are memories
I like this style 'Once upon a time' reminds me of a fairy tale -10 anjali