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To every girl raised on stories of knights in shining armor

Only to fall for the villain in the shadows,

the one who would burn the world to protect her light,

but never let the flame touch her skin.

They called him untouchable.

Until she touched him.

And he burned the world for the fingerprint she left.

He doesn't believe in mercy.

He carves loyalty into bones

And buries Betrayal under roses.

But for her?

He bleeds without a sound.

Kills without regret.

Loves without rules.

And if heaven ever dares to take her,

He'll turn god into a ghost

And build a throne of ashes

Just to keep her safe.

She isn't his peace

She's his purpose

The calm his Chaos kneels for.

This isn't a fairytale.

It's a war written in devotion.

And he'd choose her every time

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