Tonight, I worship you. You are a godess of godlessness, my personal Jezebel. Sacreligiously, I would that I could pray to you, yet you would send me to hell. I held my heart in my hands, and I held it out to you. I trusted you. Did you like it? Did you enjoy breaking it? cont
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Despite all, Tonight, I worship you. But tomorrow, I despise you.
