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4/05/2012

Bleeding Eve

She is cut
On the thorny end of her own
Innocence.
The bloody ooze is colored
Grey and Green
And glitters.
Does it not amazing?
It's light is her hope
Tickled with illusions of the world.
Could-can she cope with it?
She runs apathetic eyes over the
Awful spill.
Does she move to mend it?
She sinks to her knees beneath
The weight of new knowledge.
"Apple indeed. All Eve really had to do
Was bleed."

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