Was it God or was it the Devil that whispered, “look at him” that day?

Did God still love Eve despite her original sin?

And what of Lilith, with her fierce opinions and sharp tongue?

And the women scorned after they'd been adored,

losing themselves in keeping men,

their loves like sinkholes

their hearts like lead

all cast in their own little original sins,

did Eden ever take them in?

And the women whose words came true,

those who trusted only a select few,

those who chose what they chose and raised their hands to the clouds,

those who bargained with the Sky,

did they ever make it out alive?

Tonight I'm Eve, standing under her tree.

Were you my original sin?

I'm Eve under her tree –

I'm here, losing it, losing me

but I'm not her

so I put the apple back because he's not worth anything.

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