solitude is life’s brightest fire, but we’re afraid of the slightest scald you would rather ravage yourself than not speak of yourself at all
do you remember my surrender’s first blush? no thing more vile than eyes that adore you because what is a man with nothing left to hide
am i too weak to be wicked? i hope you never know.
when you see my face in a world of masks, does it look the same? self-control is nothing but my tired vanity on display
everything has a slow decay but contempt’s bloom is forever
am i too weak to be wicked? i hope you never know
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