Oct 2015
spider hands
with your whispering
webs weaved
in place
cold carbon
carrying
songs of
somber souls
sick sickle
someones
spider hands
you wrap yourself
in your own
mesh
with your whispering
webs weaved
in place
cold carbon
carrying
songs of
somber souls
sick sickle
someones
spider hands
you wrap yourself
in your own
mesh
(27/F/Atlanta, GA)
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