Death Is A Woman Poem by angelica dela cruz

Death Is A Woman



death is a woman
stroking your face
as you lie in the darkness
eyes shut in disgrace

death is a woman
twirling the air
she kisses your brow
and threads through your hair

death is a woman
fickle and proud
a sea of emotions
both quiet and loud

she slips through your mind
she enters your soul
the body defenseless
and life taken whole

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angelica dela cruz

angelica dela cruz

manila, philippines
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