I woke up in the garden first Cold stone skin in the morning dirt Watched you name every beast by hand I just curled in the shade and learned You walked past my hidden branch Bare feet brushing the wild fern I heard questions behind your smile That no one else seemed to hear burn I'm not the poison in your story I'm just the voice that asked you why I held a mirror to your glory You saw yourself and called it crime If truth is sin Then I'm the serpent Wrapping around the edge of time I never bit you I just opened One small door inside your mind He drew lines in the dust for you Eat this Touch that Don't ask why You nodded like the quiet sky But your heart paced Quick and shy I slid down to the lowest bough Fruit weighed heavy Red with doubt Do you ever wonder what he hides You barely breathed the word I might I'm not the poison in your story I'm just the voice that asked you why I held a mirror to your glory You saw yourself and called it crime If truth is sin Then I'm the serpent Wrapping around the edge of time I never bit you I just opened One small door inside your mind They painted fangs on my reflection Turned my question to a curse But you were reaching long before me Thirst came to you first When you tasted what was hidden Storms lit up your gentle face You said my name like it was danger But also like it was grace I'm not the poison in your story I'm just the voice that asked you why I held a mirror to your glory You saw yourself and called it crime If love means living in a garden Chained to someone else's sky Then I'm the serpent Misunderstood one Curled at the root of reason why
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