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forbidden

Growing up its what I learnt
Don’t touch the fire or get burnt,
But like a moth towards the light
I am drawn to what’s not right,
The forbidden has delight
Though you touch it with some fright,
unlike the apple from that eve
When they were still a bit naïve,
now I know that what is wrong
Has the most powerful song.
Written by joeborg
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