The Eve Diaries

I am
broken beautiful    i saw my    face in the mirror  i knew that i was      something special ain’t no one else who’s broken          beautiful ain’t no one else                got that skin these eyes    that mouth those lips              this hair all my          mistakes all my beauty all mine        staring in the mirror today        ain’t no one else got these scars      in there  out here, up here, down there  this smile is all        my smile the way my lips curve          up more to the left      ain’t no one else!got      these eyes that sparkle and cry        those tears that streak my cheeks can only        wink  on the left ain’t no    one else got that purty mouth  chapped and bruised    red and painted  laughing and drooping giving          me words ain’t no one else    who knows what’s behind        this face behind the eyes    the thoughts  the dreams that hurt        and save all          mine i am broken        beautiful i am bro  -  ken beauti-ful  i am someone          special all broken and beautiful
I am

I am
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I am

I am
The Seventh Day. Are you the First? I am the Second Day? Are you my Fourth? Can you see...Yes! The Seventh and the Eighth—No Eighth are You the Fourth—the Fourth comes before the Fifth—the Fourth brings light didyoubringthelight Seventh Day I am Sabbath and I am Life—andyouaren’tthefourth Are you? God rested on my Day. Did he work on Yours? Haven’t you met the Third? I am the Rib and the Hand and the Breast that lies Beneath. I am the fall but you are the One who Broke—the Truth came on what day? Haven’t you heard about the Sixth! The sixth was what? Grow legs and walk and walk and see what you shall see for I am the Seventh and with me shall you rest. Earth above and heavens below days come and go and sunrise and sunset and Seventh Day
I am

I am
The fall and the beauty, the autumn and the spring, of mud and rain and death and birth
From my womb comes new life, from my mouth comes cries of death—I have mourned
Of the bone that build me and the flesh that bore me and the society that buried me
I am the fall and the beauty, the coveted flower and the serpent beneath the foot of all
I gave life to those who will destroy me, I took life from those who would save me
I capture the essence of humanity, in my blood runs yours and that of thousands of years
I am the fall and the beauty, the destroyer who creates and centers the universe as the
Universal scapegoat!notmyfaultnotmyblamewasitsogoodthatyoucannotbelievethisisit
I am

I am
The one you hate, the one you despise, the type of woman you shake your finger at
And shield your daughter’s eyes. The one who believes in herself and where she’s going
Because she knows where she has been. The one who shakes her hips and bares her breasts because she can and she will and she’s earned the right to be proud of what she’s got. The one you see on T.V. who is sharp and cunning and proud. The one that is too proud. The one that could have been someone different. The one that chose her own path. The one who cursed the night and sought the day, who saw the promise of the future and forsook the past. The one who stood at the podium and raised her chin. The one who
I am

I am
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I am