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Control

Voice lost in the seductive purr of inferiority,
In agony, with nowhere to feel protected and safe.
Demons stalking her conscious mind screaming to be let out, to be unleashed.
Control is slipping, nothing left, no more hope.

Delicious pain is all she feels, she’s in ecstasy.
No one can take this away from her, its hers and only hers
No more thievery of things that should have been given freely.
They hurt her, but she hurts herself more

Bliss as her blood spills to the once pristine floor,
“Finally” she thinks “my life is my own again”
She took her final breath in pure happiness, no more darkness tainting her body and soul.

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