work your body until the victim is devoured
shed your skin like the serpent you hide from
split your tongue towards the people who hate you
there are two ways to go about killing a bird
a stone thrown in vein
toward the feathers high above
a slow quiet existence, keep your distance
your feet above water
the embers burn warm
and the place in your heart that you had found sanctuary
never felt so far from home
dig in your nails
fight the skin with teeth
a blade against flesh, a drop to show power
become one with the feelings that you have burried deep
two eyes paired together
a color quiet breath taking
the feeling in my chest that reminds my very being
that even the holiest will lower to the weak.
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