With the fruit in her hand
She went against everything
It was not corruption
But desire
Her lust gleamed
But what for?
For knowledge?
Power?
Or free will?
The snake looked
And spoke to her
But she still acted on her own
All for a fruit
In Eden
Topic: Eden
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Ivy: A Collection Of Bad Poems
PoetryPoems I've written throughout the years. Some connect but most don't.
