The Forbidden Apple.
Like a scaly, slithering, serpent
You sneak your way back into my life.
Trying childishly to coaxingly, communicate
one more time.
I will listen to your tales told.
I will not be pulled in.
I am that not naive.
I’m numb.
I know the hateful and horrible things you do.
Afterall, look what you did to Eve.
Copyright © Rachel W | Year Posted 2010
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