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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 13, 2019October 5, 2019

Anticipating Darkness

I can feel the past
i-love-yous,
like scars
on my skin,
a corrupted version of
forget-me-nots.
Tell me
how can I
not forget
but not remember?
Mortality is a blessing.
At least
I won’t remember you
then.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged c.eve, ceve, dark art, dark poem, dark poetry, poem, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.comBy shadowofeve

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