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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

December 23, 2012March 7, 2018

Rejection

Deep red blood,
fragile.
He no longer desired
me.
Blood oozed from
wounds.
My
blood heavy,
I
experienced
knives and darkness. 

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged black out, black out poem, black out poetry, blackout, blackout poem, blackout poetry, c.eve, poem, poetry, prose, shadowofeve, thefirsteve, uncategorized, writingBy shadowofeve

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