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Stockholm Syndrome
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Dedications You were my safe place;
you brought me into
a sense of security.
You were peace
when my world
was in chaos.
You were the quiet
even in your
guttural screams.
But you were not home;
you were a prison
and I was your hostage.
Control wasn't love,
and this bond we had
needed to be broken.
