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"Eden" by Amanda Pape

The demon fingered sacred fruit

Fucked the fire into ash


The ice was nearly split apart

The Lord lapped at the gash


Squirming, under wicker thorns

Miss Eve was raptured raw


Belial slithered up from hell

Left only bones to gnaw


The angel waved his mighty sword

And shed his loathsome wings


Adam bathed till blood was drawn

But smoke to him still clings


When Eden’s gates were locked and cold

Eve still stroked each bar


She said, What is there left of me,

but tits before a scar?

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