: ᵈᵉᶠᵉᵃᵗ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃⁿ ᵒᵖᵗⁱᵒⁿ :
Puppet strings on its delicate arms
Free will stolen from her hands
Sneering shadows dressed in charms
Nobody truly understands
Unseen cuts on her wrists and palms
Woke up too late in the dark
Withdrew oneself from this armageddon
Freedom a thousand light years apart
But defeat was never an option
Now she fights with a wounded but brave heart.
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