My lies are 6,000 years old
so what to do when life is cold
what to do while I hurt
because I’m hurting
I’m hurting like Eve
and I eat that forbidden fruit
lending power to my pain
I’m losing everything

created with a memory
for angels and eternity
now the fall and my memories
are sharpened by misapprehension

what does love require here
I’m sorry my dearly beloved
let’s go find God
and fight every danger
in defense of home

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