dark, Romance, religious in 1
I took an arrow to the flesh and kept walking, pain became posture, blood became proof. Too strong to stop among boys I wear crowns they don’t see, head of the cartel, not by noise but by weight. 3 a.m. still finds me awake, not praying pretty prayers I drown in the secret place, calling Abba with a cracked voice and dirty hands. I stepped into temptation knowing the cost, watched demons collapse and called it courage. But you… one tear from you fractures the architecture of my name. Identity leaks out slowly, and I’m left asking when strength became irrelevant. Not addicted to a phone addicted to your image. Light poisoning my darkness. Last time I checked I was still the Legend, untouchable, unhackable yet the system fell quietly to the Hacker. No alarms. No resistance. Just breach.
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