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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

February 26, 2017March 6, 2018

Reverence

After her death,
I cut out her heart and
keep it framed in my study.
A solemn oath on
her clothes, hair
perfectly dangerous eyes,
pools of sorrow,
in an expression
that betrays
fear of people
who have
lost everything.

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

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