Once my mum asked if I ate the cookies,
But the words my mouth pronounced,
tasted sweeter than ever.
What was that it?
A bite from the forbidden fruit?
I must say those again,
and as questions were thrown to my soul,
sweeter tasted my words said.
As years stood on my shoulders,
a deeper hole
I dug into Hell.
Edward Jemes
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