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(worship is never clean, love is never safe, and devotion always costs more than you think.)
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(when temptation feels like prophecy)
βYou called for me, even when you swore you wouldnβt.β
βItβs dangerous, the way you say my nameβlike itβs a sin you want to keep repeating.β
βYou act like you didnβt mean to summon me, but look where we are now.β
βThereβs a rhythm in the way you breatheβdonβt pretend itβs not for me.β
βYou keep saying youβre pure, but I can smell the worship in your pulse.β
βIf you knew what I was, would you still let me touch you like this?β
βYou invited the dark inβand I came hungry.β
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(the pull between ruin and rebirth)
βYou make destruction look like devotion.β
βEvery time I try to leave, you pull me back in.β
βWe donβt healβwe orbit each other until something gives.β
βYou said you wanted peace, but your hands only know how to fight.β
βDo you crave the storm, or just what it does to us?β
βWe couldβve been calm, but you wanted chaos instead.β
βYouβve always had a gift for turning love into gravity.β
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(a body offered, a soul unraveling)
βYou look at me like prayer, but you touch me like confession.β
βDoes it count as love if weβre only whole when weβre breaking?β
βEvery time I breathe you in, I forget who I was before.β
βYou say you want me, but you worship what hurts.β
βIt feels like youβre trying to erase me with your mouth.β
βWe keep pretending itβs about controlβbut it never was.β
βYou canβt call this devotion when you tremble like that.β
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(devotion taken to its softest cruelty)
βSay youβll stay. Just once. Lie to me if you have to.β
βIβd let you ruin me if it meant youβd remember.β
βYou make surrender sound like salvation.β
βYou never had to ask me to fall. I already did.β
βWhat are you so afraid ofβme, or what you feel when I touch you?β
βIf I sink, promise youβll follow.β
βYou wanted worship. I wanted you.β
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(the beauty in whatβs gone cold)
βYou stopped loving me quietlyβlike a light fading in another room.β
βI used to know every color of you. Now, everythingβs grey.β
βYou said you were done feeling, but your hands still shake.β
βMaybe we were only vivid because we were burning.β
βDo you miss what we were, or what I made you feel?β
βYou canβt paint over absence.β
βEven silence sounds like you.β
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(love as ritual, worship as curse)
βEvery time I pray, itβs your name that slips out.β
βYou wanted to be a god. I made you one.β
βI donβt know if I love you, or if Iβm bound to you.β
βYou keep saying itβs devotion, but I can feel the hunger behind it.β
βYou canβt serve two mastersβbut youβre trying, arenβt you?β
βI think we mistook obsession for grace.β
βIf this is faith, then Iβll die a believer.β
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(the hunger for something divine that loves you back)
βYou said we could be infinite. You never said it would hurt.β
βIf youβre a god, why do you look so lonely?β
βIβd kneel, if you asked me softly enough.β
βI thought I was worshipping light, but it was just you.β
βDo you even remember why you started saving me?β
βYou said youβd protect me, not consume me.β
βIf Iβm your offering, donβt look away.β
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(grief trapped behind glass, still trying to breathe)
βYou still visit the places I haunt.β
βItβs strangeβhow absence can fill a room.β
βYou said it was mercy, but it felt like drowning.β
βDo you ever miss what you killed?β
βI keep replaying the moment you looked away.β
βI thought if I stayed quiet, youβd stay.β
βMaybe we were always just reflections of what we wanted.β
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(the ache that never learns its lesson)
βYou say you want love, but only if it hurts first.β
βI keep giving you softness, and you keep bleeding on it.β
βDo you know what it feels like to want someone whoβs already gone?β
βYou want devotion. I want peace. Weβll never match.β
βEvery time I reach for you, you turn to shadow.β
βYou were supposed to love me, not unmake me.β
βIf this is the love you want, I hope it destroys you.β