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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

September 18, 2021July 28, 2021

Rest in Peace

They say time
heals all wounds
but some linger
like grief.
Hiding in souls
as ghosts,
as cemeteries
and some places
I won’t even go
to place roses
anymore.

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

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