Temptation welcomes us like a naughty friend,
so inviting, so pleasing, so desirable.
She cant, she wont, she mustnt, she did.
Temptations fault again, always up to no good.
But Why? No, How? How does temptation always overrule?
It creates a battle of wits
between me and myself; thats how.
It calls my name, such a tease.
But I couldnt, I wouldnt, I shouldnt.
Temptation got the best of me again.
Its so alluring.














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