A Feast to Fear
It was dinner time once again. Eating habits exposed by the wind. Each member had shared in a sin. Flesh and blood, a feast for my kin. Beheading a family member again. It took me straight into the wind. I know how it feels to sin. A bond of blood, together, with kin. Devouring relatives once again. Bones cry in the wind. The air flows with sin. A sinister betrayal of kin. It happens again and again. My family floats away with the wind. We're all covered in sin. I'm terrified of my kin. The thought of being next overwhelms me again. Feeling the breeze of the ominous wind. It's a perfect ending fit for those who sin. I'll burn in purgatory with all of my kin. I don't want anyone to find me again. That's why I'm out here waving in the wind. The time has come to reprimand my sins. A silent farewell sent to all my kin. The dice are rolled once again. Nobody is left to sway with the wind. Left as the last to shoulder the sin. I have devoured all of my kin. The craving sets in again. My mind now turned towards the wind. Embracing all of my sins. I do this as a tribute to my kin.
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