ᴰᴿˑ ᴴᴬᴿᵀᴸᴱᵞ asks me questions no one else dares to. What I saw that night. What I felt when the
gun pressed against her temple. What I feel now when the nightmares wake me choking. I don’t answer everything. Some things are mine to bleed on alone.

Album: The Ballad of a Bad Man
Data: 17 octombrie 2025

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They told me therαpч might help. That speaking the truth out loud could stitch the wounds I keep
But then ᔆᴴᴱwalked in—calm eyes, steady voice—like she’d been taught how to move
ᴰᴿˑ ᴴᴬᴿᵀᴸᴱᵞ asks me questions no one else dares to. What I saw that night. What I felt when the
But the way she ɯαıts—not pushing, not retreating—it unsettles me. Like she’s peeling back
I came to her to bury the pαst. Instead... I feel it shifting, restless, like it knows something’s



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