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The web entangles the creature. Small and helpless It remains stuck in its sticky cloak Prodded and poked by his captor Tormented until longing for release Whether it be in death.... Or freedom Knowing only that this is no way to live And yet, live it will Each day growing not weaker But stronger In its need for freedom.... Or escape. Until one day Those sticky threads will be broken And the creature can fly free And thrive. Those shining threads will trail like ribbons Banners to the escape Testament to the struggle A forever reminder Of the web.
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Oct 21, 2009
Oct 21, 2009 at 1:03 AM UTC
THE WEB
The web entangles the creature. Small and helpless It remains stuck in its sticky cloak Prodded and poked by his captor Tormented until longing for release Whether it be in death.... Or freedom Knowing only that this is no way to live And yet, live it will Each day growing not weaker But stronger In its need for freedom.... Or escape. Until one day Those sticky threads will be broken And the creature can fly free And thrive. Those shining threads will trail like ribbons Banners to the escape Testament to the struggle A forever reminder Of the web.
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Oct 21, 2009
Oct 21, 2009 at 1:03 AM UTC
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