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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

January 8, 2018March 6, 2018

Disbeliever

The earth was fallen.
We could not be rescued,
but he knew trust was
the seed of evil,
whispering in men’s ears
promises of comfort.
I lay under the stars
and thought of
what it means
to be human.

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

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