The deceptive lure of temptation tasted.
I’ve been here before.
I recognize the door.
I know what’s on the other side.
What can it hurt, just to take a peak?
I’ll close it quickly right after.
But the lure is strong
my heart pounds faster
This time is different
it won’t be the same.
Lies are planted and eyes are blinded
Just a sip
a little taste
oh, and just one more
No! Not again?
My stomach turns sour.
The taste of death.
The taste of anquish.
Writhing in pain I rush out the door.
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