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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

June 4, 2020May 20, 2020

Starved

alone
I have been
so cold.
so cold
it has been
so easy
to feel
the slightest
bit of
warmth
as a
comfort.
I must
remember,
repeat
to myself:
embers
are not
hellfire.

Posted in Art, Poetry, UncategorizedTagged dark poetry, poems, poetry, shadow of eve, shadowofeve, shadowofeve.com, the first eve, thefirsteve, thefirsteve.com, writingBy shadowofeve

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