Some women should understand that conquering a man doesn't equal; having power over them.
Enablers. Guarding their men like watchdogs, not letting go, ordering them around to lap at their feet. To kneel. Hawking them, leeching them but the men are none the wiser.
And for what? For love? For friendship? Because they are a parent? A relative?
It's not an excuse. It never is.
Sad.
Get up off your knees, take a look around and see who and what they really are.
You don't know remember my name
I don't really care
Can we play the game your way?
Can I really lose control?
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control, just once
With all the pretty flowers in the dust
Mary had a lamb
His eyes black as coal
If we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know
If I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there will be nothing good left of you
- Evenescence
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