There are
thick
pins and needles
that have been
forced
to prick your neck,
but I crave
to push them
deeper
within your body
The hush
of your
deceiving skin
revolves
around the length
of my smile,
for as your blood
becomes saturated
within my soul,
the angels dance
to forgive
your sins,
yet they cannot
for the evil residing
in your soul
can never be forgiven

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