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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

August 11, 2016March 6, 2018

Guided

Desperately,
the questions burning.
Her mind had freely
taken control.
Just as angry,
she would collapse.

Better not to feel,
to stay
gold.

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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