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    Twisted

    You’re sick And twisted With your mind games You control my every move Your selfish needs I am forced to prioritize You have me And it’s still not enough for you You need to drain me Of everything I am Of everything I ever was I am nothing more to you Than your favourite toy To play with Than destroy But I won’t let you win I will never let you win I will fight you Maybe not today Maybe not even tomorrow But one day I will break free If you want to read more poetry on this blog click here. If you enjoyed this post don’t forget to…