garden of eden

the greatest embodiment of betrayal 
found in baring one’s entire being 
with chaotic words that must be restrained behind bright screens 
and the share button holding nothing but remorse in retrospect 
promises of fulfillment fall from his forked tongue 
and a luring hiss from behind iron fangs 
that draws me in with what I desire most:
to be heard
I am Eve and he presents me with the golden apple
and like a fool, I sink my teeth into rotten flesh
biblical morals having passed through my head as if it were nothing but a endless coil of emptiness
and i scream at myself for seeking warmth from something so cold blooded

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