I am sickeningly sweet.
My lips are toxic to the touch.
Poisoning your blood, polluting your mind.
I will burrow into your bones.
Shifting them to accommodate my form.
I will eat you from the inside out.
Leaving my mark on every inch of your soul.
My arms are like snakes.
A vice grip that will break you slowly over time.
I am sickeningly sweet.
Quiet-Emerald
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