Leaf crumple underneath your footsteps. You’re never too far behind me. My existence breaks your mold of order and purity. I am just another meal. Sin eater coil around me. Unhinge your jaw. Take bites out of me, until you are full. I hope my blood stain your mouth. I hope my bones remain stuck in between your teeth. Left incomplete because you view me as sin. There’s still enough left in this body left to create beauty.
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