Here I am compiling all my wackiest to saddest poems in one big bundle. It's updated very often, so keep your eye out for another addition, and enjoy!
~E.M. Flood
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Abraham could not have foretold The wrath of gods might tenfold For when Adam gave Eve the fruit of wisdom He knew not it would be no benediction
You may call me Eve, fine madame I concur I'm the source of sin, yes ma'am Am I Satan? No, much worse than that I'm human- but I'll make your heart fall flat
You know, he was an angel once before So he became evil, to settle the score I'm doing my absolute, terrible best To follow in his sinful, wretched footsteps.
You were all led falsely to believe That I had no idea of the apple - me, Eve! But I knew precisely what I was doing In letting out sin to do my false bidding
You faithful few, following a lost prophet Slither my way, I'll teach you what life's about yet Sin, my children, come and sin galore! And make sure to destroy your dear, dear amour
Oh? Have I put you under my spell? Sadly, you wont be hurt - not yet, time will tell You just have to reach for me, with your lips And seal your fate within my cold hearts abyss
Come, come, into my Eden you go To find your life yet lose your soul Whatever left of it may there still be, Hand it over - it belongs to me.
This place of lost hopes and dreams You seem to look at it through a screen Darling, that's simply the mask you've worn All your life - with it, you were born
With its absence, you can finally be free To sin, and frolic - but never to leave For this is my garden, and my name is Eve Any attempt to escape is met with no reprieve
Come, step into my garden Welcome, to my sinful false Eden
Make yourself at home, sinner.
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