Scent of an apple
Wrath of God
Eve’s luring voice
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Choice
Sweet taste of sin
Agony of expulsion
Fear of S.E.P.A.R.A.T.I.O.N.
Doubt’s web weaved around my will...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow. well written. loved the structure! Preets