ADAM & EVE
Staring in the eyes of a serpent
No meaning, at least yet
Sweet nothings whispered into my ear
Watching as it takes the form of man
He encourages me to take the first bite
I thought the black in his eyes was charming
At least until I sunk in my teeth
I feel my throat swell as the black juice runs down my chin
How was I to know?
I am only what he made me
But I’m without thought without a proper teacher
Evil snuck up and stole my soul
I fear for the future
Because man was made in the serpent’s image
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