Crevasse | Yandere Hazbin Hotel - heither_woe

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The light was so cold, 
    A voyage of hidden shadows,
    It enraptured my heart in its mist.
    How could I possibly see these bars differently?
    Sentimental value is all I have left.
    God if you'd had let me know,
    Maybe,
    Maybe my love wouldn't be in the fires.
    Gaping mouths of charred souls,
    Both pure and unpure.
    Even the mistress ate my flesh.
    If only I had known, maybe the cavity in my chest would be whole.
    I danced on sharpened wires as I fed delusions.
    I breathed the toxins of paradise.
    I strayed to my griefs.
    Paint strokes of my desires were disappointing.
    I was confounded in a shell of my own doing.
    Death took me far from my time.
    
    The divine aren't so holy, are they?
    
    
    _________________
    
    
    Readers' discretion is advice. There will be mentions of stalking, creepy behavior, sexual intentions, murder, obsession, torture, kidnapping, and more. You have been here by warned, so do not report me without you already knowing what might and will be in here.
    This will also contain sapphic literature, so if you don't like it, kindly continue to past mine.All Rights Reserved

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Sat, Nov 2, 2024

The light was so cold, 
    A voyage of hidden shadows,
    It enraptured my heart in its mist.
    How could I possibly see these bars differently?
    Sentimental value is all I have left.
    God if you'd had let me know,
    Maybe,
    Maybe my love wouldn't be in the fires.
    Gaping mouths of charred souls,
    Both pure and unpure.
    Even the mistress ate my flesh.
    If only I had known, maybe the cavity in my chest would be whole.
    I danced on sharpened wires as I fed delusions.
    I breathed the toxins of paradise.
    I strayed to my griefs.
    Paint strokes of my desires were disappointing.
    I was confounded in a shell of my own doing.
    Death took me far from my time.
    
    The divine aren't so holy, are they?
    
    
    _________________
    
    
    Readers' discretion is advice. There will be mentions of stalking, creepy behavior, sexual intentions, murder, obsession, torture, kidnapping, and more. You have been here by warned, so do not report me without you already knowing what might and will be in here.
    This will also contain sapphic literature, so if you don't like it, kindly continue to past mine.

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