There was once a point
Drawn to a line
Presented to me
Upon a time
A time in which
My world stood still
Between a time to love
And a time to kill
A time to walk across said line
Where lay a danger oft defined
Where lay a thrill I can't decline
When even an inch I cross the line
The greenest grass on the other side
Is riddled with irony
Because the color for which I yearn
Brings naught but agony
Tears flow across the line I walk
Of tortured harmony
'Tween the one I love in deep return
And one labeled tragedy
True to Eve, as women can be
Tempted by wrong that beckons to me
Something cloaked in red desire
Scorched with flames from a raging fire
A sinful meal that many know
Where many fear and dare not go
Where many still consume with glee
The tastiest fruit from the greediest tree
It's something I'm not let to resist
Even when I try
Even when it hurts me more
Than my conscience kicked to the side
So long my tree still be in sight
Begging me to come along
To just give in and forgo the line
'Tween wanting right and loving wrong
My only hope is maybe one day
As a protoge to Eve
She'll find a different heart to hold
Cuz I'll never make her leave
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good luck in the contest
