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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

August 9, 2016March 6, 2018

Youth

Self-indulgent, I could be
unhappy
my veins, blood.
my lungs, air.
It soothed me
like melting crayons
like blood pacts
and teenage novels.

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

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