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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

December 27, 2018December 23, 2018

Mythologies

I saw trees move
and throw their leaves.
The old gods fade,
now believed as
false spooks and spirits.
I stood alone, among
torn and trampled flowers.
Raindrops fell
and I heard a weeping
through my soul.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, dark poem, dark poetry, of eve, ofeve, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.com, the first eveBy shadowofeve

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