The feeling of being manipulated by someone
Having no control over yourself
Like an object with no will and freedom
A broken doll with no purpose
My mouth is shut
My opinion doesn't matter
My movements are limited
And my emotions are already gone
hidden from everyone
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Author:
ALEXANDRIA (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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