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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

March 31, 2016March 6, 2018

Tragedy

She felt like
sunlight and soft,
something beautiful.
I was wrapped up in
Juliet and roses.

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

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