villain.
She was never going to be a hero.
She tried to be,
But it was never in her.
Never in her blood.
To her, anger was better than grief.
Better than pain,
Better than guilt.
She would burn the world down if it would ease her suffering.
People called her broken,
But she wasn't.
She wasn't a victim of any form of abuse, neglect or whatever.
She was just different.
Might regard her as a psychopath but she prefers to be called "creative".
Her beauty, dangerous
Her intellect, lethal.
She thought she didn't want or need love.
All she wanted was power.
To be like a god.
She loved and ached for it.
And what's more powerful than the ability to create and destroy.
She is me
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DeleteThe language is vivid and evocative, painting a picture of someone who is both beautiful and dangerous. Love love love it. 👏🏾
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