A thin line in between,
Neither can be touched nor seen.

She wanted to let go but also meant to stay.
If it's the light for the pious then would the sinners walk away?

Says "Doomed can't be saved."
Is it of a distant memory to have us enslaved?

Tell her what to choose, she's stuck in an endless loop,
One wrong move and she had to deal with the fruit.

Some long ago, when a girl made a wrong choice,
Her heart said the truth but what lied was the voice.

A sinned soul who seeked for repentance,
Repented for a home, hope and an...