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Mar 2012
Fragile but deadly.
The early morning dew glistens on the spiders web.

I understand that spider more each passing day,
as our own web slowly grows.

Uniquely beautiful she caught us willingly
with her true realities ignored.

Collecting the tiniest of details,
we decorated the silken strands with our memories and dreams,

Tangled in the bejewelled abyss is where we'll wait,
amongst our pleasure and the poison.
Tilly
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Tilly
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