Come on, take a bite, eat my apple
nothing to fear, I guess
or if so, you had your time
taken out of mine, that is
yes, you had it all, dimples and peach skin
however, youth only lasts until the apple works
then old age reigns again
Had I been a loving mother, I would have warned you
against Father Time, the executioner, torturing and killing
all the time tic-tocking beauty and youth into oblivion
lucky you, being saved from that by me
However, laid bare to whatever "prince" who comes by
As it is, my snake's-heart brewed a poison
all for your dimples and peach skin
some for my old age and waning beauty
everything else for my love of my mirror
what came first is me, once young and innocent
a snow-white lily with a touch of vampire blood
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