I do not want your charms
I want your truth
Brandished against me as a weapon
Bombarding me with the
Darkest parts of you
I dare you to try and scare me off
With the same that others ran from
Challenge me
To stand against your demons
I will not flee, I will not cower
But stand defiant
Serene in my grace
To wait next to you in the depths
And show you that you are worthy
- A Lamica
