you’re completely rearranged before my gaze, no matter how hard I try to comprehend,
the knight in shining armor that I once held, no place in my mind is under your spell.
I’ve tried to make peace with the fact that tides change, but no theory will ever give me what being enchanted by you gave.
I wish I could erase, at least the disillusionment, only God knows your beauty like you’re human- to me you’re no longer worshiped, not like I would’ve done it.
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