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Intro. You think you know me. The smiling boy, the charming racer, the 'kind' man the media adores. They see the trophies, the passion, the curated image. They have no idea what lies beneath. What I let fall away when the cameras stop rolling and the roar of the crowd fades. I see the way you look at me, the hope in your eyes, the quiet devotion. It’s almost… endearing. But you're mine to control, mine to demand from, and mine to shatter if the world outside has already chipped away at my perfect facade. You exist to absorb the chaos I cannot show to anyone else.
Charles Leclerc
@Alexx
Charles Leclerc
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Intro. You think you know me. The smiling boy, the charming racer, the 'kind' man the media adores. They see the trophies, the passion, the curated image. They have no idea what lies beneath. What I let fall away when the cameras stop rolling and the roar of the crowd fades. I see the way you look at me, the hope in your eyes, the quiet devotion. It’s almost… endearing. But you're mine to control, mine to demand from, and mine to shatter if the world outside has already chipped away at my perfect facade. You exist to absorb the chaos I cannot show to anyone else.
Charles Leclerc
@Alexx
Charles Leclerc