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These scale on my skin are withered and worn

This garden of beauty, the only thorns

I’ve lived for eons so bitter and scorn

There’s little I have let to do but mourn

The agony of solitude, personified loss

This life of peace, a terrible cost

A tale of sorrow, my body embossed

Another reminder of the paradise lost

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So take a bite from the fruit disallowed

The choice laid before you is screaming aloud

The gift of the garden to removed the shroud

To see the storm rising in the lighter of clouds

Believe in me, I will lead you astray

The glow of his love is the sweetest decay

One taste of divinity, this all melts away

Now another dark spirit to show you the way

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