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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

June 11, 2014March 7, 2018

Stigma

Your elegance is enslaving.
I need you in my life.
Your undeniable charm
Is so unintentionally refined.
Yet I am of poor taste
A dullness so profound
To me you would never
Allow yourself to be bound.

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

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