THE THREE FACES OF EVE

 


There's Me

There's She

There's Victory

I find I live My Life in Three

That's My Holy Trinity

First of Course the Source is Me

A Fighting Soul Who Needed to Be Free

Then Next came the Mighty She

She's the One who Made Me into Who I want to Be

Then you know I have an Artist's Soul

I still needed Someone to Fill that Gaping Hole

So I Created Victory

Because I won at Being Me

Victory the Writer Bee

My Pen to Name the Games Fictiously

So Yeah I live My Life in Three

But All of Them are Part of Me

And That's Just Who I want to Be! ❤


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