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layla Dec 2024
Tracing my fingers along ribbons engraved into my skin

once opened, the red vomiting sentences i could never speak from within

as well as teaching myself discipline

each line is a confession of my sins

a decade spent releasing myself this way

just to scab and sink back in.
i must of brought this upon myself huh
layla Dec 2024
Aeipathy consumes me
in a state of reverie
tender is your flesh, preserved and cold
pining for me to partake in my needs.
finding pleasure in what's left of you
your spirit groans my name
even in death thy shall be whole again.
after, while you're in pieces
soon you will be one with me
reside inside my body
not one bit gone to waste
embrace my favorite parts by giving you a taste.
who am i not to indulge?
in such a wonderous thing
necro-cannibalism with my love
the most endearing sin
i need.
this is *** and i apologize

— The End —