Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden fruit
On the tree of circumstances
They lay with their fruit
Of deceit like the serpent
Their ways are so wide to
Sorrow
Their beauty end here
With a worthless game
Forbidden fruit
Come with us
They call every where
While the blind keep
Rushing to their
manipulated mystic
With out a common sense
All to fall at an appointed
Time
With a black necked ness
Forbidden fruit
the tree was like
An illusion
When the eye opened
with a rare light
Realising the fruit
From the tree was evil
As they already eat
Blindly the
Forbidden fruit
word for thought
Manipulation is never
Understood until
You know the secret
behind the unknown
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