sin

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i watch as sin falls from between your lips,

sin leaking from your eyes

and from your palms.

i see your sins so clearly now,

as it drips down your face

just to stain your skin

or the carpet.

and i can't help but bask

in how weak you look,

drowning in your sin.

a.l.m

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