March 6, 2018; 11:39pm

My own forbidden fruit

A taste would create chaos

But I crave the poison.

I need it to fuel the destructive

Thoughts, thoughts of you

slither through my veins

The serpent speaks to me

with a forked tongue,

“You know what you want.

Take it.”

So I bite

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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