She's my religion, my very own version of things that I like and dislike. Still, at the end, I keep coming back, with all my doubts I refused to listen, I left everything in my home but the heart you somehow owned. You're the religion I truly once despised, and here I am worshipping you like a damned servant because indeed I'm besotted by you.
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