Contol
A person once so strong is broken and weak minded. She walks with her head down, showing everyone around her,
her weakness and pain as they point and laugh and call her names. But she takes it, all of it someone already
has complete control of her, what more is there to lose. She's lost her hope, and faith, she's lost her mind, her
sanity is gone, and she can't move on
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