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Controlled

I am controlled They control me Like a puppeteer They pull the strings Like a dog They whistle I come I have no freedom I have no choice A slave in my own home I want freedom I can see it But I can’t feel it I dream of it But it does not come So I obey Sad Helpless Alone And controlled

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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