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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

June 2, 2019May 28, 2019

Overcast

The monsters
who come at night
whisper to me
sweet nothings
of hope and despair.
In this loneliness,
they have become
my only comfort.
I am nothing but dust
and particles of shadow.
I dream of
starlight.

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

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