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ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄'s ᴘᴏᴠ

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ,ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ʙʟᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ɪ ᴏᴜᴛɢʀᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀɢᴇ,ɪ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɪɴ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴠᴀɪɴ.

I used to care—I used to believe in people, in promises. But experience has a way of sharpening the edges of a person, and now? I operate on logic, not sentiment. The version of me that once bled for others no longer exists. That person died the moment I realized emotions are a liability.

I outgrew the cage they tried to keep me in, shattered every chain they thought could hold me back. Now? I burn names in vain, just like their empty promises.

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ,ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀᴠᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ,ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ғɪɢʜᴛ, ʏᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ sɪᴛ—ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴄʀʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ,sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ,ᴄᴏɴғᴇss, ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ—ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ʟᴇss.

Love?A foolish illusion, They swore loyalty, swore forever—yet when the fire came, I stood alone. Typical. Expected.

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇɢ,ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴘɪɴs ᴏɴ—ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғɪɢʜᴛ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ.

Tears? Screams? Regret? Lmao. Too little, Too late. I don't feel. I don't flinch. I don't fall. I keep going.

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

Ʀᴇɢʀᴇᴛ ɪs ᴡᴇᴀᴋ,ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴀ ᴊᴏᴋᴇ, ɪ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ɪᴛ sᴍᴏᴋᴇ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀᴍ,ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛᴇᴀʀs?ᴏɴʟʏ ғᴜᴇʟs ᴍʏ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ.

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴇʏᴇs, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜʀᴇ,ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴍɪsᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ?ᴛʜᴇɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ. ɪ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴᴄᴇ,ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴅᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ʏᴇᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙᴇ- ɪ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ.

Thought I'd stay? Cute. You wanted warmth? Should've found the sun. I am not your light, Never was. I was only born for the dark.

ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ?ᴛʜᴇɴ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴇᴅ,ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏʀʀᴏᴡ?ᴀ ғʟᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ sᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ?ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏғᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ?ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ? ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʙᴀʙʏ,ᴄᴜᴢ ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ! ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟ, ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ-ᴄᴜᴢ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ.

I don’t give second chances. I don’t believe in redemption arcs. If someone wanted to matter, they should have never given me a reason to forget them. Now? Their name is dust. And Their pain? How amusing, guess you know my answer.

I don’t lose. I don’t kneel. I don’t feel. I walk forward, and the rest? They get left behind. YᴇS,ყơᴜ ᴀƦɛ Ʀɪɢʜᴛ, ı ᴅơɴᴛ Ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ Ғɛɛʟ.

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ᥫ᭡Ꮶɪ፝֟ɴɢ 𝐗ᴧ𝐯ἶέƦ᭄

ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ,ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ ʙʟᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ's ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ɪ ᴏᴜᴛɢʀᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀɢᴇ,ɪ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɪɴ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴍᴇ ʙᴜʀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴠᴀɪɴ. ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʜᴇᴀᴅ,ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴀᴠᴇ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀ ᴋɪɴɢᴅᴏᴍ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴀᴠᴇ. ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ,ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ'ᴅ ғɪɢʜᴛ, ʏᴇᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ ɪ sɪᴛ—ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀᴛ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ᴄʀʏ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ,sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ,ᴄᴏɴғᴇss, ɪ ғᴇᴇʟ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ—ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ʟᴇss. ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇɢ,ʏᴏᴜ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ sᴘɪɴs ᴏɴ—ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғɪɢʜᴛ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴘʟᴇᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴇʏᴇs, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜʀᴇ,ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴇᴍɪsᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ?ᴛʜᴇɴ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ. ɪ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏɴᴄᴇ,ɴᴏᴡ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴅᴏɴᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴛʜ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ʏᴇᴛ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ᴅʀᴏᴡɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴀᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙᴇ- ɪ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡɴ. ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ?ᴛʜᴇɴ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏsᴇ. ɪ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀs ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʀʏ,ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴇᴅ,ʏᴏᴜ ғᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ʏᴏᴜʀ sᴏʀʀᴏᴡ?ᴀ ғʟᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ sᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴄᴇ?ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏғᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ sᴛᴀʏ?ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ɪ'ᴅ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ? ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ʙᴀʙʏ,ᴄᴜᴢ ɪ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ! ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ,ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴇᴇʟ, ɪ ᴡᴀʟᴋ ᴀᴡᴀʏ-ᴄᴜᴢ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғᴇᴇʟ.