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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

July 2, 2016March 6, 2018

Lethal

The truth had come out
I think I suffered high above
all else.
I can’t remember
hope.
I remember
hopeless
psychosis of the playground
and having a bad day.
We were all,
always, snarling
muttering on our
utter failure to live.

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

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