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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

August 31, 2011March 7, 2018

Kindle

Paper doll
so fragile,
I can be
torn into pieces
by fingertips.

Your touch
on my skin
burns.

I am ashes.

 

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark, dark poetry, ofeve, poem, poetry, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

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