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Poetry by C. Eve

I am the First Eve.

October 5, 2021July 28, 2021

Implore

We wake to
the end of the world
every morning
in contrast to whispers
of forever.
Tempting myself with
thoughts of sleep
I close my eyes
and dream of tradition,
praying to a god
I haven’t spoken to
in years.

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

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