Serpentine tongue
hisses and spits
twisted truths
in fire's pit.
In darkened solitude
a whispered chant
thins threads
of attachment.
Lucidness obscured
by obsidian haze;
psychological thought
rerouted
&
tainted.
Thieving digits filch
strands of mane
unaware;
purest essence
tossed
in cauldron's boil.
Equal parts
of seven sins
mixed
&
stirred,
heated to perfection
a dangerous combination.Sickest greed
of darkness
hides;
masked behind
innocence
&
light.
No trespassing sign
- ignored -
sanctuary of self
-violated-
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