I'm the birth of chaos in your order. The seed of your fears. The angel you crafted with hair the hue of the fruit that made me famous and eyes the colour of leaves in which it called home.
That apple wasn't the forbidden thing, it was the soft touch of lips that came after. It's the act that caused me to be damned. There was no snake in the garden. In reality, it was simply me.
For I am eve.
Don't weep for me and my tale for it's given me untold power.
The heavens don't think I hear the name I'm called.
The mother of destruction.
I am Eve.
Not the weak human you're told about but the angel who earned her voice.
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Tales From Eden And Beyond: A Collection Of Everbound Poems.
Poetrywhat if all we knew about Eden and those whose stories revolved around It was wrong? what if they could say their truths about these events? lend an ear to the tales from Eden and beyond.
