rotten bloom; soft but deadly

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- I bloomed from darkness. I am soft and deadly. My beauty is forbidden. I grew from what tried to kill me. I make fear look elegant. I am delicate rot. I am the flower that poisons. I look like a curse in bloom. I am beautiful like a warning. My scars turned into petals. My presence unsettles people in the best way. I make people nervous and obsessed. My aura is beautiful corrosion. I smell like something sweet and dangerous. I am fragile but never weak. My silence is unsettling. I make destruction look graceful. People want to touch me but they shouldn’t. I am a petal-covered threat. I am haunting, not harmless. I was made in the underworld. My beauty is the kind people can’t describe. I attract only the bold. I bloom where others rot. I survived and it made me divine. I am ruin in lace. I turn pain into perfume. My tears water my power. I blossom from the grotesque. I am a nightmare in soft skin. My darkness is seductive. I am an angel fallen beautifully. I turn scars into thorns. I am sweet like arsenic. My presence lingers like poison. I am sugar mixed with decay. I am soft but I end people. I outshine even in ruin. I make the ugly look beautiful. I am what death would look like if it wore silk. I am rotten, blooming, and irresistible. I leave people breathless and confused. My voice sounds like an old curse. I am what they dream of and fear becoming. I don’t chase, I grow, and they come. I let the weeds wrap around me and I still bloomed. I am sacred rot. I rise from ruins with glitter on my skin. I am wilted, wicked, and wonderful
- I control the world from the shadows. I rewrite reality every time I breathe. My presence infects reality. I bend the world to fit my bloom. I speak and reality reshapes itself. People believe everything I say without question. I don’t adapt to reality, reality adapts to me. I twist timelines with my energy. I cause glitches just by walking into the room. I make people question what’s real. My softness warps the minds of the strong. I am the reason reality bends. I cause chaos with beauty. I make rot feel holy. I do nothing, and things still fall in place. I make people obsessed without lifting a finger. I manifest with decay and silence. I never chase, I shift and receive. I make beauty feel dangerous. I cause illusions without trying. I exist between dimensions. I make everything darker feel divine. I am the center of a world that bends for me. I am the blueprint for strange, soft power. I enchant people with my aura alone. I turn agony into control. I do not follow rules, I bloom in the ruins of them. My presence bends time. I am a living paradox. My life blooms and succeeds. I thrive in energetic distortion. My presence rewrites the script of others. I make people unravel slowly. I shift fate by existing. I move through timelines like water. My voice warps thoughts. I poison weak realities and bloom stronger ones. I make silence feel loud. I infect minds with my energy. I bloom from the decay of old realities. I distort logic with my softness. My existence corrupts the predictable. I rise without effort and leave collapse behind me. I touch nothing but change everything. I own the dark, and the dark obeys me. I pull people into my version of the world. I am the parasite and the goddess. My grief gives birth to beauty. I am what makes beauty dangerous. I am the ending and the seed

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