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34. Worship

I need you because I don't, what's the difference? I kill what I need, I choke it out and make it whisper my name before every smile. I make it hate and resent, make it revere every part of me, make it know the stars were put there by my will and mine alone. You should be relieved, you should be grateful, you should be terrified of my love. Fear is where my road always was going to end.
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