L I L I T H O R T I Z
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
I was always foolish, Chase the fire, little girl. He'd call out and i'd obey. I was the good little girl after all.
Years upon years, stuck under his command and yet the little girl back then never had a clue what she was created to do. No one told her that she'd make the world shatter at her fingertips. No one told her that she was born a pretty little weapon, waiting to be used for horrific things.
Befriending the darkness, the evil- chaos was something she thrived in. She wasn't fragile like a flower, no. She was fragile like a bomb. Ready to explode, ready to create a mess. Leave a haunting memory behind. A memory so horrifying, that the peach fuzz on your neck stood on guard, the shivers flying through the bodies of the ones whom remain, if they remain.
Yet she didn't become so cold on her own. People asked, 'How could you be so heartless?' Yet it was easy when your heart was already broken into pieces, as cold as ice and as dark as the monsters who crept up her spine, ready to remind me of my nightmares, her mistakes.
Although over time, she learned to wear her darkness just like some wore little black dresses. She realised that control was the key. Indeed, she shattered the world at her fingertips, but only at her call.
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