dance of death

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i can go there
so easily
to wish for something
other
oh, mother
life is a bitch
when i won’t be satisfied
when i deny
the beauty
in front of my eyes
and i wail
of my loss
that i alone have caused
as i have wanted
what i do not have
and only need is fed
as it consumes me

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nancy marie davis

Nancy Marie Davis illustration, photography, mixed media, and thought writing

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