He didn’t come to touch me. He never needed to — because he was never outside of me. He was present in every decision I made against myself. In every dream I burned to be seen as “good.” In every silence I filled with borrowed words. For so long, I thought I carried him like a burden. But it was he who carried me — through every denial I ever lived. Today, he does not stand behind me to protect me. He stands close — because he no longer needs to hide. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 #satanism #shadowintegration #l...
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