Not a Toy
Isn't it weird?
Everyone has their own web of lies
or a web of ties
knitted so tight
You can't help choking
and swayed as people want you to move
Until you want to yell that you are not a toy
instead of the strings break,
soaked by the sealt in your keening
-Manu
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