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The Poison Apple

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I searched for you across the land in places to and fro.

In this barren wilderness
Where things refuse to grow.

Then apon my wondering eye

What should I finally see

Within this barron wilderness

A lone and vibrant tree.

Each brach is heavy layden

Hanging to the ground

With luscious Golden Apples

No better can be found

Oh, Apple of my eye so long have I sought you, to give me back my strength by your beauty and virtue.

I pluck the Golden life giver from the nearest branch, it detaches quite easily into my longing hand.

I pause to admire this lovely forms employ. This new indulgent sweetness that I should now enjoy

As I take a bite my mouth is filled with sweetness the colmination of my joy and fulfillment of my weakness.

Yet, soon the flavor changes, turns to a bitter taste, a wave of sickness takes me, the blood drains from my face.

This tree full of apples lays in wait for human need, each and every apple poisoned from it's seeds.

I greatly implore for my suffering to end, the shadow of the great beyond now my greatest friend.


My pray remains unanswered I am filled with bitter remorse. Reduced to nothing more than a broken walking corpse.

Doomed to wander aimlessly through a drerey land, the appitamy of my cheifest joy reduced to common sand.

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