He regards him as the sword in his hand,
Sword in sheath,
A tool of absolute obedience,
Use the most ruthless punishment,
Carve your own mark.
He thought he was the only chess player,
Little did he know that in this game called "control",
every time hurt,
Let yourself sink a little.
When cold "rules" become the only communication,
When tameness turns into inseparable dependence - this torture,
Two people have already been tied up.
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Very good, it's this time again, interesting books 📚 appear again
I don't understand it a bit, but the writing is good
The writing is very good, it feels like a famous book, and the words are lifelike.