Stolen. Broken. Corrupted.

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Being born a leader taught me one thing.
I take what I want.
Including the lone rose who’s struggling to survive on the streets.
Only I’m no knight and I won’t do any saving.
If anything, I’m the nightmare she can’t wake up from.
The monster she can’t escape.
The devil she can’t fight.
I’m the blood that’ll be coating her pure petals.