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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

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