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Llolth, My Queen I came to Spain broken, still chasing smoke and speed, and then came you — small shadow, months old, a queen in waiting. I failed you first, lost in chemicals, left you in **** and mess, but you forgave, you waited, you taught. Your eyes said: “Clean this. Walk me. Be better.” And I did. Day by day, **** by **** step by step, I learned responsibility, I learned love. You were no accident, you were my turning. From ***** to man, from ruin to reason, you made me stand. And now that you run free, I still walk straighter, because once, a small dog named Llolth chose me, and made me more.
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Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
Ill keep my promice
Llolth, My Queen I came to Spain broken, still chasing smoke and speed, and then came you — small shadow, months old, a queen in waiting. I failed you first, lost in chemicals, left you in **** and mess, but you forgave, you waited, you taught. Your eyes said: “Clean this. Walk me. Be better.” And I did. Day by day, **** by **** step by step, I learned responsibility, I learned love. You were no accident, you were my turning. From ***** to man, from ruin to reason, you made me stand. And now that you run free, I still walk straighter, because once, a small dog named Llolth chose me, and made me more.
I’ll Keep My Promise This is not goodbye — it is a salute. Llolth was not just my dog. She was my teacher, my Queen of Shadows. I promised her I would stay clean, for her sake, and I kept it. That promise goes beyond death. She taught me responsibility, she taught me love, she turned me from ***** to man. Now she runs free in the forests and the bars she loved, and her legacy runs in me. Thank you, Llolth — forever my queen.
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Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
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