Everyday I would pray to the Gods for him to see me. Everyday I would bleed my aching heart just so he can have it on a plate. Everyday I would let him roast it on a fire of my own desire. Everyday I would walk home alone.
Then I awakened. Then I was reborn. Then I opened my eyes.
Now I can't be bothered. Now I see he's the one that's not good enough for me. Now I'm all grown. Now he's just a speck of blemish to my almost flawless complexion. Now he missed what he was cocksure he had.
Soon I'll be free. Soon he can't ripple even the shallowest pool of my life. Soon."








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~挽き肉
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