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Not man enough for me, Adam Your garden brings me grief He opened up his darksome gates And granted me sweet relief Poison apple sits heavy From lush tree to teeth To caught in your throat But alas Eve was the thief My children are set free Roaming in the shadows I am not a grieving woman But I am a widow
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Jun 14, 2021
Jun 14, 2021 at 12:20 AM UTC
Lilith
Not man enough for me, Adam Your garden brings me grief He opened up his darksome gates And granted me sweet relief Poison apple sits heavy From lush tree to teeth To caught in your throat But alas Eve was the thief My children are set free Roaming in the shadows I am not a grieving woman But I am a widow
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Jun 14, 2021
Jun 14, 2021 at 12:20 AM UTC
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